The first half of my life has absolutely nothing to do with the present. This is of course a kind of rhetoric, as you can see, the rest of my life I am here to play with novels, talking about something that is OK like a radio, or a butcher who cuts a piece of his own thigh Put it on the chopping board.Critics say I'm not down-to-earth and only tell my own story.Now when I write a novel, my head is full of critics, and it seems to me that the only way is to die with them. In the first half of my life, according to the author's introduction, I worked as a worker, a salesperson, and an accountant. This is a gimmick, which makes me look like a person with rich experience.Girls often hold their necks and ask: "Lu Xiaolu, how do you know so much?" I think if I have ever picked up feces, you won't hold your neck, at least you have to cover your nose.In fact, anyone who has been there knows that these experiences are nothing, which means that they have never done anything, and they are the nonsense of life.

I live in an age of recklessness.On my twenty-seventh birthday, I left my hometown, Daicheng, and came to a strange city, where I lived in a hotel near the red light district.I think I've lived the first half of my life.This is not because I only want to live to be fifty-four years old (who stipulates that it must be divided in half), but because that year coincides with the millennium, and I can vacate all the life I have experienced like throwing out expired food in the refrigerator. Qing Dynasty, towards the Gold Coast beyond the end of the world. In the first half of her life, a girl once said: One day you will get Alzheimer's disease, lying on the bed in the orphanage, and falling into my hands.She works in an orphanage.I guess, when I wrote this story, I should be very close to the orphanage, or I have already fallen into her hands, and no one can save me, and the light of God cannot shine on me.The only thing I'm glad about is that I don't feel any pain.But she also said that this kind of thing is hard to say, the elderly with dementia can't speak, they have entered another state of death, maybe they know the pain, but they can't express it.

Unfortunately, she didn't say these words to me, but to my good friend, classmate Yang Chi.The person that girl really loves is Lao Yang.But this kind of words are completely useless to scare Lao Yang, he doesn't care, he said: If this is the case, I deserve you in this life.Lao Yang studied chemical engineering. He was just as stupid as me in the first half of his life, but he worked in venture capital and angel funds in the second half of his life.This business is a bit like a gamble, and a bit like a miracle.Angels from this era are not God protecting you, but God betting on you.

When I was twenty-seven, the end of the century and the millennium arrived just in time.This matter seems unimportant now, people have long forgotten, but it was a bit worrying at the time, where will the world slip?Will I lie on the bed in the orphanage and eat my fingers?I told the girl, I spent the rest of my life on the Gold Coast, and as for the first half of my life, I wrote nonsense in the novel, you can mix it with other nonsense novels, you don’t need to know any fictional theory, narrative and The structure, because I didn't understand it, but you have to be a little poetic, and this alone is my longing for you.Poetry is dangerous. Poetry is the air that people and poets breathe together, and the papyrus they use together.Please close the curtains to block the afternoon sun for me, look back at me at this moment, and find that my demented eyes seem to recognize you.You're going to be fucking panicked because you're old too, and you can only pretend to be a little girl in front of me who has lost my intelligence, but I don't fucking mind it at all. An era, looking at you with this kind of eyes.

I am Lu Xiaolu, and I am here to tell everyone's stories.