A scrap I wrote a long time ago
Later it was forgotten in the corner of words
Until now it has been read again
Forgive me for accidentally laughing out loud.
The childish style between the lines
and unclearly logical settings and characters
Let me see the progress of my writing
Although this story seems shit enough now
But it is already the best style of writing that I could come up with back then.
Forgive this story for accidentally ending in a bad ending.
Because it's just shit I wrote in the trash
Concept: The magic mirror in the writing, the shitty luck in the Internet literary world