Every king is lonely and maverick. Bear all kinds of doubts and ridicule, and listen to all kinds of persuasion and intimidation.

Never change, just like the original heart. Sticking to the end is king, and those who can't stick to it join the team that pulls people off the horse.

Therefore, the road to the king is lonely. Don't expect anyone to help you, even if he was once a king.

I remember that in One Hundred Years of Solitude, life never leaves loneliness and exists independently. The king is bound to be lonely, and people with great achievements will be lonely. This is a price.