In 16 years, Gu Ning was studying in high school in a rural area. Xijiang is a very small county, nestled against the Yangtze River. Such a small place cannot be found on the map of China.
Like all rural societies that have been passed down for a long time, here, you are bound to bump into an acquaintance every twenty meters, and relatives and sisters-in-law live in the nearby Qiandaihouhou village.
Life is so slow that it is infinitely close to zero, and you will suddenly find that you are two years older and two years closer to becoming a hard-working adult.
Pang Qingping always said at the top of her voice that Gu Ning would soon become a social scum. Together with her high-pitched voice, what made up that summer and autumn was the T-shirt that exuded a wet musty smell all day long, and the T-shirt had been washed and faded, with the collar missing.
Gu Ning always stares at the old desk in math class in a daze, and stares at the dark night every idle night, wondering at what age her life will turn, and a daydream-like opportunity will allow her to leave here in high spirits.
This opportunity never came, and all the days of mediocrity and poverty were like a heavy stone book, slowly turning over page by page.
"I usually feel that I can't save myself. But I understand that only I can save myself. There will only be one great hero like me in my life. I seem to be weakly wielding a funny wooden sword, but one day, I will kill the evil dragon." - Gu Ning.
Purpose: Self-salvation