[Because there is no traffic, I have run out of jobs. I will write whatever comes to my mind. Let's just read it.] The days of resigning to recuperate were not as comfortable as imagined. Lu Qiao stayed at home late at night and could not escape the voice of his mother urging him to find a job over and over again.
Her future was bleak and she was exhausted physically and mentally. She thought her days would only go on like this.
Until Cheng Yuyan broke into her messy life, the love of adults was mixed with the weighing of reality, with withdrawal and rare tenderness.
