The north wind in December blew through the broken hair in his eyes
Only when the other person settled down next to him did he say, "I lost my job..."
There was a bit of grievance and sadness in his tone, but there was no regret.
The other party said nothing and nodded lightly...
His heart was full of mixed feelings and he was confused.
The north wind began to howl, and the cold was so cold that my ears turned red and my membranes pierced.
He felt the other party approaching him subtly, but his eyes were still looking towards the dimly lit place. In the chaos, he vaguely heard: "I will always be there."
Purpose: Uphold fairness and justice