I returned to the place where the story began and got acquainted with the boy wearing a book again.
Lin Zhuoyu didn't like this world and hated himself for being as bad as a bed bug in a dark ditch.
"Lin Zhuoyu, you are really good. You should be liked and loved by many people. Your ending should not be like this."
In the memory, the boy bent over to look at him, against the light, out of tune with this world, stretched out his hand towards him, smiling.
Jiang Mo, if you like me like this.
I've always been like this, can you always like me?
I've been busy with work lately and it's really overwhelming. I'll continue to update once things stabilize (?°???????ω°???????｀)
Intention: Don't give up on yourself easily, we are all the best