A few years ago, I was a columnist who made a living writing articles for third-rate magazines.
There are no bright spots or stains in my life, and my days are just boring and inactive.
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Until that car accident.
My car broke down on the way up the mountain and turned on the warning lights and made an emergency stop.
"Beep beep beep!"
I was about to seek rescue when I suddenly heard this sound.
I looked back, but found nothing unusual.
I relaxed my vigilance and was about to turn my head when a bright light hit my eyes through the rearview mirror, making me unable to see anything clearly.
Then, a harsh sound of brakes penetrated my ears. I just felt that my body was being pierced fiercely, and then my vision went dark and I lost consciousness.
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Now, I'm probably an editor.
I can easily make up incredible but reasonable TV series and movies, but I can never remember the past.
I was so overwhelmed with praise that every film was a success and a hit, that my inspiration quickly dried up.
I desperately needed something to stimulate my nerves.
Until, a letter came...
Intention:
