The decision to transfer to another school was the driftwood that Lin Zhi clung to with her last bit of strength in the quagmire of campus bullying. The torn homework books, the pushing and shoving in the alleyway, and the countless sobs hidden in the quilt late at night have all become footnotes to the luggage on her back. This was her first step to save herself. With one step, she cut off all the darkness and unbearableness behind her.
In the new campus, the sycamore leaves filter out tiny spots of light in the sunlight. Everything is as clean as a dream. Lin Zhi held her schoolbag, lowered her head, and walked very lightly, as if she was afraid of disturbing the hard-won peace. She built a thick shell for herself, sitting in the corner of the classroom during class, never participating in her classmates' play during recess, and hiding alone under the shade of a tree on the playground during lunch. She didn't want to be noticed, didn't want to be discussed, and she didn't want to experience that kind of hurt again. She just wanted to stay quietly in her own world and let those festering wounds scab and heal slowly in the undisturbed time.
From beginning to end, Lin Zhi was extremely sober. In those days of isolation, she had hoped that someone would lend a helping hand, and she naively thought that the people around her would be on her side. But the reality gave her the heaviest blow - those false comforts, those silences that turned around, and those wise and protective alienations, all made her understand that the mountains that support her will fall, and everyone who relies on them will run away. The only one she can rely on in this world is herself who can overcome all obstacles and never admit defeat.
Perhaps fate finally took pity on this scarred girl. Here, she met the best friends and lovers in her life. They were like a ray of warm sunshine, shining impartially into her closed heart.
Lin Zhi once thought that this was fate's compensation, the kindness that God gave her because he felt that she was too pitiful. She would even be secretly glad that she was finally favored by fate.
What she doesn't know is that there is never any luck in this world.
She is her own salvation and her own light.
Purpose: The setbacks in life are trials, and self-salvation is the best