Preface, I don't know how many times I have done these things over and over again. Go to work, go home, and eat every day. Days are like boring words typed on a keyboard, without even the slightest ups and downs. Just like livestock, they are produced at regular times and rationed every day and can be slaughtered by others. It's always late at night every time I think about this. Night is really a wonderful place. Every day I think about what tomorrow will bring, and I collapse in sleepiness. The light from the mobile phone screen is the only light in my house now, right? I wish I had someone to accompany me... Shitu hugs the air around me. If someone comes to accompany me, I would rather die in this cage.