Writing novels is just annoying and killing time, but we find surprising things in it. Our transparent and fragile dreams are like soap bubbles, shining brightly in the sun. When we are young, we are unable to realize them, so we are frustrated. Writing is another way to achieve our dreams. I have used just over ten years of experience to build my world. It is green and bitter, but haven't they all come from this step? Maybe all we can do is persevere, that's all.
- Envy.