Remaining Life

This is a boring and old-fashioned story. There is no exciting plot that makes people forget to eat and sleep, and there are no endless aftertaste words. I once thought about an epic story about riding a giant dragon and proudly conquering the universe; I also thought about a sad world where drizzle, lights, and a big pendulum clock were enough to make people sing and dance. However, I am too stupid and too young, so this story is not enough for you, my friend, to think of it again a few years later. However, that would be my expectation to have a pleasant experience. I will continue writing when I want to, but of course the story will not stop for me.