Life is boring, at least that's what Jiang Yunzhi thinks. No one knows whether numbness or spring after winter, maybe life will get better? Maybe it will be like this for a lifetime? Damn, no one knows. God doesn't know if true love will really come.
Stream of consciousness.
This is my first time writing, so I may not quite understand the settings of this platform. Sorry.
Intention: People always gradually recognize their true selves in the process of growing up