I Transmigrated Into a Book, but I'm Not the Protagonist

After finishing this book by the author, when I came across some chapters, I really wanted to type them, but I didn't know where to type them, so I didn't. This type of book is rare, so I have been insisting on reading it, even if I don't really like some of the early descriptions and emotions of the protagonist Qin Huai, but I think I hate him because the protagonist is very similar to me. The only difference is that the protagonist has let go of society after so many years (maybe? I'm not very good at summarizing other people's emotions). But maybe because I'm much younger than the protagonist, I still have expectations for my future and myself, like the feeling that if I want to do it, I can save the world. I am much luckier than the protagonist. I have a happy family and a great and caring sister. But I often feel that I live in this place, and I am scolded for being lazy in school every day. I am like rotten meat in the sewer. I can't pick it off the wall. Maybe it's because I have a weak temper, but I am also very proud inside. I don't even have the courage to insult the world, or I dare not scold. I hate myself, even though I can do it, I don't want to do anything, or I might say I'm lazy, but at the same time I love myself so much, because in this world, unless I love myself, no one else's love is permanent. Watching the friends around the protagonist leave one by one, it made me feel very, very sad, but a person would not choose to leave the world unless he was extremely exhausted, so I felt powerless. First, it wasn't until I watched the protagonist's emotions become gentler and relieved bit by bit later that I was able to break away from the protagonist's emotions and experience my own emotions. I really envy the protagonist, he has his own goals and future, even though it was given to him by dead people. But no matter whether I leave or not, I think it is the fate and bond that belongs to the protagonist alone, and it is something that will be entangled with the protagonist until death in this life. I really envy the author. Although some people say they can't understand it and think the protagonist is crazy, I have a high respect for the author. Its writing style is so beautiful, it hits the nail on the head, calmly reveals the essence of the incident, and uses a writing style that is unique to him or her. This is the first time I have written such a long paragraph. Maybe it has something to do with my psychology as a lot of things have happened recently. I really don't know where I can go to get spiritual freedom. My dream since I was a child is to be a writer. Unfortunately, the works I have written until now have never lasted more than 1,000 words. I love the characters I created as much as I love myself. Unfortunately, my writing is so bad that I cannot express the inner characters bit by bit like the author. I really like the author's works, that's why it took me so long to write this review I've never posted this, so I don't know if the author can see it But I really want to say that although the author's writing style may seem as messy as a grass burned out by wildfire at first glance, it is unexpectedly delicate and gentle. After reading the author's article, I suddenly wanted to understand what kind of person I am. Maybe I knew it before, but my pride prevented me from admitting it, because I have always been a weak and strong person. Finally, I wish the teacher good health and a smoother life (??ω??)??

Qin Huaijiang actually started to persuade people to live, which was touching and normal (this is a special skill: every time a relative or friend is sacrificed, does the san value rise significantly?

At least in the last chapter, Qin Huai's life is much better than before. )

Save money: Qin Huai wears a bikini

It feels like Mo Forget's final confession and death were the most important pushers for the twisted relationship between the two to turn into "friends". The moment Mo Wang landed on the ground actually marked that in Qin Huai's eyes, Mo Wang stepped down from a perfect and lofty position and became equal to him: this person also has shortcomings, flaws and even distortions. Only then can they truly stand on an equal footing, only then can a two-way friendship be established, and only then can the relationship be rectified. In the empty cinema, the only audience member sat in the middle and cried alone. This is the last scene, the last scene of the movie, the last scene left by Don't Forget Life, the last scene of this relationship and this story. But it's not Qin Huai's last scene. Who are you saying goodbye to? It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, they are all buried in dreams. Stop crying and wipe your tears. After bearing the weight of the lost person, can we face this stormy and messy world with a heavier and more stable attitude? Maybe, maybe not. Life is not a train that we can control. We cannot avoid it and can only keep moving forward.

I always feel that this book has a very high emotional content. It has less than 150,000 words, but I still feel like I have read more than 500,000 words.

I don't understand it at all, hahaha. Have no idea what the author's intention is? I jumped and looked at it and found that um um um um it felt very confusing, I mean the main character's thinking was confusing.

Every morning when I think about going to work, I feel like the whole world will die.

Ah, Qin Huai is really suffering!

(I can't seem to reply to comments, so I'll post them separately, sorry) Master Sword Cultivator, please don't be afraid. . In real life, I am a sunny and cheerful boy(?). . Throwing thunder is because I really like the style of adults! Whether it's the characters or the plot, I really like it! It hit the airwaves, but I'm not good at writing reviews, so I dropped the ball!! I think it is very happy and worthwhile to be able to support the works I like in some way! If you mind, sir, I will try my best to vote less orz.