Lin Zhixu's first twenty-five years were a model book full of "obedience".
He listened to his mother, Gao Xiulan, and learned finance. He listened to the world and returned to the small town. He listened to fate and spent his youth in a cubicle. With a monthly salary of 4,000 yuan and a rented house of more than ten square meters, I share a bed with my mother and wear white washed shirts on blind dates.
Until that afternoon when the coffee was spilled, the "good boy" who had been suppressed for many years finally broke down in the rental house: "Why should I live like this?"
She knew her mother was doing her best. I know that woman who grew up in a family of seven sons and went south to work at the age of sixteen, burying her paintbrushes in the assembly line, but I just don't want her to follow her old path again. But this kind of "good for you" is like a rope that gets tighter and tighter, causing her to be repeatedly torn between gratitude and suffocation.
After twenty-five years of obedience, I suddenly woke up.
When Gao Xiulan finally said "I'm sorry" and when the swallow kite spread its wings again, the mother and daughter understood: true love is not to impose unfinished dreams on each other, but to dare to let the other person be themselves.
Purpose: This is a healing story about inheritance and escape, sacrifice and fulfillment, and the common growth of two generations.