I wrote it for six days, spending at most three or four hours a day coding. While coding, I recalled the joys and sorrows I had experienced, and looked forward to the future I hoped to encounter. I want to give Momo the happiness that I don't have. Momo is me in the text, and she deserves to enjoy the beauty I am missing.
It's just that at the end, I didn't give Momo the life I wanted. There is no happiness and perfection in the world, only two lines of blood and tears hanging from the corners of the eyes.
Most of Momo's stories are the joys, sorrows and joys that really happened to me. Expanding the joy with added fuel and vinegar, adding the joy I want, and also adding bits and pieces of the friends around me.
Conception: