In the sweltering heat wave of August in Guangdong, an encouraging comment fell under my work.
I sent a private message to say thank you, thinking it was just a fleeting chat.
In Guangdong and Guizhou, two people who love painting and listening to music slowly get closer.
She is enthusiastic and lively, loves life, and often calls me Xiaochu
In the countless ordinary days that followed, there were chats with each other, and there were hidden thoughts that I had never expressed easily.
We occasionally wonder: If there hadn't been that message, we would have just passed by...
Note: The titles appearing in the article are all chosen by the two of them and are not their actual names.
Purpose: to record an encounter between best friends thousands of miles apart, to reveal the emotions hidden in my heart in the trivial daily life, and to accept the imperfect self and life.