"There was a time when I became a very powerful person, and I did some very cool things. My body seemed perfectly suited for those dangerous extreme sports."
"I turned those life-and-death thrilling sports into something spectacular."
"At least in the eyes of others, it was something they secretly desired but were afraid to do. They felt a sense of wild joy from me, a thrill of defying fate."
"But they have their own lives, their own shackles. They work nine-to-five, need to support their families, which brings them both joy and pain."
"They can't become me, and I can't become them. But back then, from their praises, I realized something."
Tang Rui asked:
"What was it?"
Wen Xishu looked at Tang Rui:
"Only when we don't care about whether we are loved and complete ourselves, can we truly be loved by others."
"Begging for love from those who make us incomplete only makes us more incomplete. It's a vicious cycle."
Tang Rui was slightly stunned.
