That morning, the light coming through the crack in the door was too faint, so faint that it seemed like the dawn itself was still hesitating. But Jiang Zhi'an still woke up, drank porridge, went out and sat down by the window. There was an extra person next to me. He didn't talk much and was neatly dressed in school uniform. He said, "You're blocking the light." The following days started like that - morning light, chestnuts, a text message with leaves painted on it, and a dog squatting under the flagpole. Nothing earth-shattering happened, it was just that the two of them got to know each other slowly, and then they felt that every day was pretty good...
Sweet article, he
From high school to work, this is a long and healing story...
Purpose: Happy every day