Write to Your Whole World

When I was a child, I often asked myself whether there really was a parallel world in this world. Things that failed to happen on one side could be realized on the other side, just like a coin, always with heads and tails. As I grow up, I tell myself more and more often that there is a parallel world in this world, and all the disappointments I encounter today will end in a perfect way at the end of the world. Now, I am beginning to gradually understand that parallel worlds may not exist. Life is often unsatisfactory nine times out of ten. Behind those seemingly glamorous things are often desperate giving up. The so-called parallel world is just an illusion that I have fabricated for myself. My name is Jiang Shang, neither tall nor handsome, neither humble nor arrogant. This year is my 30th year of fighting with the world. In these days, I choose to record my life in the form of a biography, recall the past, and bless the present.