I don't know how the story will end.
Just like I may not know whether Yunxian, the place where I was born, will be like these bustling cities in a few decades, and the nausea after the prosperity will always linger.
Here, alcohol-catalyzed catharsis has become the most respected etiquette. However, when people dislike the stench of latrines, they will never think that there is no difference in their essence.
I never say anything, I just take in all this. I hate this kind of thing, but I can try to look directly at it and integrate into it... Gradually, I finally became it.
Well, urbanization murdered me, I am no longer me, just a walking zombie named Sui You. What's even more ridiculous is that when I realized all this, my wretchedness really came.
From the moment I stepped into the construction project, from the moment I met Ni Muqun, from the moment I reunited with Zhong Haomiao, from the moment I forgot Lin Cheng, Ling Lie, Su Bei, He Yi, from the moment I hurt Vincent, from the moment I...
I think I regret it. However, apart from lying quietly in the text and telling you about Sui You's worldly life, I have nothing. Now, the door of the world is opening to you, will you be like me?
If so, please have sympathy for me.