Warning
I'm sorry that it's time to hit me in the new year, and times have changed, so I decided to explain in detail the various potential minefields to avoid harming others and myself:
First of all, this is a "my" novel. Although it is not from God's perspective, and I really chose the first person after careful consideration, readers who are interested should pay special attention to it!
Others are: the structure is loose and the span of time and space is large. If I can't control it well, the narrative becomes messy; there are psychological descriptions that are mixed in; there are side plots that are not the protagonist's BG; there are low-quality bloody stories; there are violence, foul language, and bloody descriptions...
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Inscription
If all the freshness and beauty in life are gone in an instant, should we fight or just drift along?
The gears of fate are turning rapidly, and without making choices, we have gone all the way. When we look back, life seems like a lifetime ago!
The so-called resentment, the so-called regret, all become the past after the death of the heart.
I just don't know that if such a soul can still be called a soul,
Is there still a chance to find those fresh and beautiful past?
Is there still a chance to talk about the future...
I want to record some of the bumpy years in a person's life,
I want to write a story about injury and redemption,
And then, to dispel my own confusion?
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About progress
I despise myself for cheating on my poor quality, but I really didn't intend to cheat, that's the truth (for that, well, I'll accept all kinds of beatings!)