A Record of Wandering Urban Life

When I was 20 years old, suffering from hypochondriasis, I went south alone and came to the city to work hard. Entering a factory, doing subway security checks, working as a convenience store clerk... It was also this year that I met two girls, and I have been intertwined with them since my life. Whether to reach the peak of life or fall to the bottom; whether to usher in a happy ending or remain in sorrow. This is the journey of a little person, a story accompanied by regret.