Under the calm social surface, countless undercurrents are surging.
In an unstable life, can I find my own eternity?
Maybe there is no eternity in this world.
A decade of division of interests, entanglements of grudges, twenty years of tolerance of hatred, and a game of layout.
When everything like this fate affected me little by little, I experienced it, fell into it, and could not escape.
Faced with a choice, what can I do?
What more can a mortal do here?
I only hope that after going through mountains and rivers, I still feel that this world is worth it.
My name is Bai Cong. I am a little smart, a little handsome, a little simple, a little complicated, a little kind, and a little selfish. All in all, I am a very ordinary person. But I always meet some extraordinary people in my life, who push my future in an unknown direction and change my appearance. (My writing style is immature, so I should write it for myself as a souvenir. I have read countless books and want to write something different.)
Intention: The content may be empty, but the feelings must be sincere.