I was poor white trash, no glitter, no glamour. But I had a dream, and I made it.

A novel is not just a story, but a mirror reflecting the complexities of human nature.

我长久地站在那里，凝视着那深邃的黑暗，心中充满了疑惑、恐惧和怀疑，梦想着凡人从未敢梦想的梦。