There are all kinds of people on the streets of the city, and of course, there are also crying scarves. She thought of many things, happy, lost, angry... She was very surprised by these emotions that seemed to be hidden in the deepest part of her life, so she decided to write this ordinary life into a book that would never end.
Oh my god, she finally got her emotions together and wanted to buy a glass of iced drink to put on her face to cool down. When she was paying, the boy looked at her a few times and suddenly asked, "Have you been drinking? Why is your face so red?" She burst into tears again and insisted that she was allergic.
The intention: to pick up all the emotional wrinkles in the flowing world and write the warm and endless life with words forever.