A short autobiography written in the first person, about 7,000 words.
My name is Yu Tang, and I escaped from a mental hospital.
I snatched a black bun from an old beggar, accepted bread and orange juice from a strange man, asked Lu Song if he liked me, and made Lu Song's house a mess.
I don't understand the meaning of my life. Death is probably a gift from God, so I can't reach it.
I can't get out of the whirlpool I'm trapped in, and I'm bound to others to sink with me
Intention: Everything will get better, pain is only temporary