Li Jiaran has felt that something is wrong with the world since he was a child.
There were too many things that she couldn't understand even if she tried hard to think of them.
As Wu Miao said, there are too many things she doesn't know, and she doesn't know anything.
That's how the world works, and that's how everything should be.
After countless indoctrination and self-persuasion from others, Li Jiaran succumbed.
She couldn't go against the established track, otherwise she would be smashed to pieces.
But at a certain point in time, she was choked by the water and woke up when she should have passed out peacefully in the water.
She didn't want to drown. She knew that struggling in pain might be meaningless. She didn't want to die like this.
Pain came like a tidal wave, and frustration rolled in like a swamp. Even if it was freezing cold tomorrow, or there was a violent storm, or there was a raging fire, she still firmly believed that it shouldn't be like this.
In this bizarre world, she has to fight her way through a bloody path. Wherever she passes, blood will be splashed and her screams will shake the sky. Even if the road is long and blocked, it doesn't matter, the road is life.
Li Jiaran paused and wrote the last sentence in his diary:
"May there be blood everywhere I walk."
Intention: Break the wind in adversity