People say that facts are impermanent, and no one can guess what will happen next second, so we must cherish everyone and every day that we are still alive. Happiness is when life is as plain as water, Mo Zisang thinks so too. Unfortunately, he is a Jianghu man, and his life has nothing to do with being as plain as water.
(I used to post it on Space, but due to some relationships, this was a mistake. This is considered as a way to make up for the mistake. This is considered an extra chapter of the best friend's novel. Plagiarism is refused. Any similarity is purely coincidental)