Most human beings are happy with beauty, probably because reality is too cold. Sadness is always unpleasant
There is a person who seems to have been forgotten by the world. As time goes by, the world gradually becomes boring. So he began to travel through countless small worlds.
"What happened to him after that?"
"Who?"
"That"
"Where?"
"It was that time, what was it called... Um... World Reporter... Yes, it was World Reporter."
"Oh, um, I don't know. I haven't heard anything for a long time. I guess he went home."
This is an idealized article, please do not substitute it for reality.
Concept: Broken mirrors can also have light