I'm just an ordinary boy, really.
I just happened to run into a flying squirrel at a street corner, and that was how my miserable life began.
"Take that, you monster! Eat my book!"
That's right, those are my battle cries.
And the book in my hands is a freshly bought copy of the Xinhua Dictionary that I only recently unwrapped.
It seems like something strange has opened up. Must be my imagination, hahaha.
I turn around, and my companion gives me a victorious smile.
Theme: Perhaps even a plain, uneventful life can hide happiness
