Isolated Vision and Imagination
by Slowly
About This Novel
That spring, Ronaldinho and I were quarantined for reasons well known to everyone. I went to the suburbs for work. Within two days after I came back, the area was declared an epidemic area. I became a suspicious person who had been to the epidemic area. The leader of my unit said to me nervously: "There is no way, the whole country is doing this." In the two days after returning from the epidemic area, I went to a beauty salon. It was about to get off work. I was not doing a beauty treatment, but to pick up the beauty supplies stored there. Everyone else has left, only Ronaldinho is on duty. She gave me the stuff, then hurriedly taught me how to mix the mask, and we parted ways. In fact, I had no intention of learning how to make facial masks from her at the time, I just didn't want to go against her good intentions (she was not my beautician, so of course she had no obligation to teach me). I stood there politely and listened to her explanation. Although it was only a short moment, I never thought that that short moment isolated her.
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