We live in such a huge world, but our lives are so small.
When we open our eyes wide, we can only see the sun rising and setting around us, spring and autumn, things and people changing.
We can't be involved in everyone's life. I can't be involved in all of your life.
There are always things that happen in places we can't see, that start or end with people we don't know in a time and space we know or don't know.
So the literary tone ends, and in general it is a story about a false virgin and a daredevil.
Warning: The author of this article has no RP, no patience, and no IQ. The handwriting is slow in typing, updates are irregular, the ending is cut in half, and he must prepare his own lightning rod.
Welcome to pat bricks, no matter how poisonous you are, those who hit the nail on the head and can spin twice are most welcome!
... Okay, I admit I'm asking for trouble.