Once I accidentally traveled through time, I ended up in an imaginary dynasty, and I even had a little follower who didn't like to talk.
At first, I just wanted to complete the system tasks as quickly as possible. "This era is just a virtual game," I thought.
However, after struggling to collect the ninety-nine soul fragments, I deeply realized the sufferings of this world: in the troubled times, mourning is everywhere; the bones are broken apart by illness, which is heartbreaking; the relatives are separated, and the blue clothes are wet with tears; the love is entangled, and the sea of suffering is boundless; the mind is difficult to calm down, and elegies are everywhere; the torrent of the times, the joys and sorrows, all become elegies written in the pen.
Perhaps this broken system had no intention of letting me go back.
At first, I didn't want to sympathize with anyone in the virtual world, but later, I gradually discovered that the so-called "golden fingers" could not escape the web of fate woven by history and society.
The raindrops slid down the eaves and fell into the moss-covered bluestone road, emitting the fragrance of earth.
"Yun Che, tell me... Why... Are there so many joys and sorrows in this world?"
He raised his eyes, looked at the moon in the sky, and said comfortingly: "Perhaps the reason why people accept their fate is not because of how good it is, but because in this life, there is something they think is worth it..."
Notes: ① The overall pace of the article is slow and contains a large number of branch lines of social group portraits; ② The heroine will gradually become more stable as her mood changes in the early stage of the second chapter, so please be patient and read on; ③ There are cheats, it is not a cool article, and the system is basically ineffective; ④ The Buddhist author has not written well enough, and everyone is welcome to criticize and correct it.
Purpose: Even if life is hard, the world is still worth it.