Chapter 25 postscript

Simply put, this novel is a failure. Originally wanted to write a process, but only write a state.I wanted to write a story, but I only wrote a life.I originally wanted to write a cute character, but this character is generally smug, smug, and lacking in smoke. Growth (time) is a problem that has been bugging me for a long time.In this book, I try my best to describe a growing process and explain the relationship between past, present and future.My writing ability is limited, so I can't do it. I only show a chaotic state, a cross-section of a process.The only solution I can think of is to write a novel of similar length before and after the growth stage, three states, three cross-sections, which may give people the feeling of a complete process.

As for failing to write a complete story and a lovable character, it's not all due to lack of writing ability.I hesitated for a long time between satisfying readers' reading expectations and restoring life, and finally chose the latter.In real life, most stories are incomplete, and most immature characters are all kinds of jerks.Even if a time machine is built to re-live the regretful youth, the incomplete story is still incomplete, and the assholes are even more assholes.All regrets cannot be changed at all. There are two diametrically opposed views on describing what has long haunted the mind.One thought that after the description, the pus would flow out, and one would be relieved and at ease.Another kind of view, after the description, the diagnosis is clear, this kind of trouble, the flow of clouds, has become a lifelong heart disease.I cannot say that that view is more correct.

If you look back or look forward to your youth after reading this text, you will feel abnormally irritable, and feel that mountains are not mountains and water is not water, which means that my failure is not a complete failure. Some value exists.