I don't know when I will stop writing this novel. I will write wherever I think of it, and I won't update it very frequently. I will update it slowly if no one reads it, hehe. This is not only Li Mobai's self-monologue, but also the self-monologue of a young author who cannot read words.
This is a diary about self-redemption, the inner monologue of a young girl. In this painful and long life, no one can hear the voice of struggle in my heart. Even if you have great grievances and grit your teeth, you still have to persevere, just for the voice in your head. Live, just live... Everything will pass.
Intention: For a person who is suffering all the time in life, it is for her that a man appears to save her...?