Jiang Wanzhou's life is like a surging torrent. He seems to be free, but he is often unable to control himself. However, only by flooding into that dark sea can the seed called belonging take root and sprout.
Zhizhi, the moment you picked me up, I had a home to go back to.
Lu Zhiqiu had never thought about raising a cat in the past. Being able to save her on that wet rainy night and adopt her was more like destiny than fate.
When we look at our past selves as people who have lived through it, we suddenly realize that frustration is the background of growth.
Fortunately, they still have the present moment and can grasp it.
! ! ! The writing is sparse, if you can't stand it, run away.
! ! ! I have a glass heart.
Intention: Break through yourself and grow in adversity