Six years ago in Dali, Lin Lan, who had just lost her mother, sat on the grass on the dog shit slope and cried bitterly. A girl handed her a tissue and a Hesse book.
They left no names, like two diverging rivers, each flowing into the lonely wilderness.
In traditional contexts, education about death and farewell is always lacking.
Lin Lan, who had lost her loved one, put on the hard armor of the workplace and fought in the mud and sand of Vanity Fair. She used a long period of numbness to cover up the pain and regret of the divorce, and she never felt the warmth of "home" again for a long time.
Xin Yi, who lives far away in Heidelberg, is a girl who grew up with unreserved maternal love. When she faced the cold laboratory of a foreign country alone and struggled in the long and obscure academic bottleneck, she was like a lone stone thrown into the Neckar River, learning to complete her own tempering and polishing in the cold and confusion.
In the journey of life, everyone will have lonely moments when they wander alone.
But it doesn't matter.
As long as you enrich yourself first and nurture your broken self again, those water flows that have been washed away by time will eventually merge in the wet cloud.
Six years later at the Diancheng Inn, a heavy rain caused the two trajectories to merge unexpectedly.
Lin Lan thought that he had lost the qualification to be firmly chosen by others in his wandering, until Xin Yi said: "You don't need to be complete, you just need to be you. You have long been my number one pick."
This is a two-way journey spanning thousands of miles, and it is also the mutual support of two mature women in the torrent of life.
No matter what kind of reefs and dangerous shoals the water has passed through, all our wanderings will eventually bring us home.
Purpose: Love others first, love yourself first