He has always lamented the injustice of fate. Family love, and the originally simple and beautiful reorganized family disappeared in a natural and man-made disaster. His brother, his only spiritual support, was also taken away by the disease because of his incompetence. The so-called relatives know that they can't even hold a shit in their hands.
If you don't come out, avoid them.
Love, poor people don't deserve love. Where can they go if they can't live anymore?
Looking for romance.
Friendships he had before, but these friendships have changed over the years and he has experienced them again and again.
After being forced into a difficult situation, he was slowly overdrawn.
There are so many things he regrets and so many things he has missed. The only thing he can do is to regret endlessly by himself. He has survived so hard in an ordinary position.
After a long time, he finally lost to reality. Death is a kind of relief.