How should we deal with the gradual aging and death?
A fleeting glimpse, fleeting.
"I" am a drifter, a pioneer and a loner.
People can be divided into "old people" and "new people".
Land can be divided into "homeland" and "foreign land".
When "I" was reminiscing, I wandered, hesitated, and felt sad in my own brain circuit.
Facing the betrayal of Jenny, the "old person", "I" floated, sunk, and spun in the self-enclosed emotional whirlpool, and finally achieved detachment.
Those "old people" also include Awen, Jiang Ruibo, and many travelers and destined people who passed by.
They are all those who have had a momentary intersection with "me".
Facing their death, decadence, joy and tears, "I" was powerless and stood by.
Facing the "newcomer" Nicole, "I" experienced a shocking desire or love in my aging body.
Is love, perhaps, just another illusion?
After experiencing the exile of love and declaration, "I" finally returned to myself.
Contaminated with a strong "I", he immediately became a "Buddha" and took care of his "homeland" and "foreign land". After surviving the cold winter, his lonely soul has been waiting on the road.
The novel is named "Twilight of the Monologue". Everyone's heart will eventually usher in its own sunset.
It was a glimmer of light before the curtain fell.
Intention: Love and declaration are not as good as returning to oneself.