There is no so-called road to life in this book. It is just a shadow of your youth and immaturity when you were growing up. After you wake up, it can still allow you to savor the ignorance of yourself before. This is a book you can read at night when you can't sleep, or you can read it when you secretly wipe your tears in the middle of the night. There is no special joy or sorrow, we are just carrying a big backpack, being a collector, collecting our little loves. There is no impact from reality, nor is there any unrealism in fantasy. Please try to let go of all the comments others have made about you in the past, and let this book accompany you to be an ordinary but special self. We all know that we are not actually that powerful, we just want to be what we think is a good person in our own little world. We don't have the ability to read minds, and we cannot read everyone's hearts. But when you turn a corner, you can definitely see a good person waiting for you, and you can see through that person without having to read his mind. From now on, you can choose to slowly get closer to me and the part of yourself that you don't know enough about. I will accompany you to forget your current self, see your past self that burst into tears and laughed, and those unforgettable pains. This is my life and the resonance of our youth. Listen to my little experience, that's what you're looking forward to, in the dead of night. This book is determined to accompany you through your youth and your long years, and it is also quietly entering my little world.