Preface: I write these stories just to prove that time is powerful and youth is ruthless. Looking back, the reason why you just laugh it off is because those ridiculous impulses and willfulness made up your most carefree and happy time, a time that you will never have again.
Those people, those things, those youth
Chen Jingyu is independent and unyielding, but has the world failed you or have you turned your back on the whole world? In the end, you still get nothing. What you hold in your hands is only heartbreaking pain and reluctance.
You think you have tasted all the flavors of life, but in the end, it is just the beginning of tragedy.
Your friendship, family, and love seem to have become God's joke on you. Maybe there is no end to sadness, so what about hatred?