Xiao Nian was trapped in her own body. Sunlight, news, and clear voices—they leaked in from another world, but they could not reach her collapsed ruins. This is a long "psychological migration": leaving Beicheng, leaving those eyes that made her feel worthless, and coming to Kunming. There is a south-facing balcony, a pot of pothos that has been watered, and a person who always only says "hmm" but remembers every word she says. Qingye will not fix her, he will just wait for her. When she learns to catch herself, like a plant chasing the light, it grows out of the cracks inch by inch.
Intention: Allowing yourself to grow slowly, uncertainly, and even repeatedly is a kind of courage in itself.