The dean gave me the name Gao Xing, meaning "happy." I don't really understand why "happy" has to mean being cheerful all the time. But when I see the smiles spreading in their eyes as they hear my name,
I think, this is pretty nice.
As long as they're happy, that's enough.
I like seeing people's brows relax and their mouths curve up because of me. That warm response makes me feel like I'm more than just a shadow.
My smile can make someone else's world a little brighter. It feels as if I'm holding the only match in the dark. It's weak, but it can briefly light up a corner.
At least in that moment, someone needs me.
Qiu Wanqing: "Brother, let's go home!"
Xia Xiaoman: "I got off the plane and ran over, waving as I called, 'Gao Xing! I brought my MP3 player back! I've been listening to the songs on it for ten whole years.'"
