He didn't want to forget the good memories of junior high school, let alone the classmates and friends he had gone crazy with. He doesn't really want much, as long as they stay with him. Perhaps, his fantasy world would allow him to retain classmates and work colleagues whose names he couldn't even remember.
In fact, in real life, he chooses to escape. He thought that escaping would make him happier. However, what it brings is endless pain, endless fantasies and endless loneliness. Therefore, he is willing to indulge in his own fantasy space.
As long as he has them by his side, it will be fine. This is me, Xiaoshu. I am destined to face the cruel reality alone, and I must admit that I am still alone.
Intention: Play freely, occasionally go awry