The farthest distance between people is never the insurmountable distance between mountains and seas, but the last point.
That point is so close that if you stretch out your hand, you can touch it with your fingertips.
She knew it was a cliff. But the moment the wind blew up from the bottom of the valley, she realized that she had been waiting for this gust of wind.
At the age of twenty-four, she arranges meeting schedules, collects paper cups, and turns off the projector in the administrative department. Until Gu Xun appeared - that person was as tall as a star, but asked the driver to invite her into the back seat with "Ms. Shu". Not a single light in the thousands of houses in the south of the city belongs to her, but she has the smallest apartment, with a down payment of 20%, a leverage of five times, and she bets the next thirty years on a window that only shines for herself.
Li Xiujin said "his character is not bad", Pei Tong asked "did you drink boiled water?", Gu Xun deleted her and added it back without mentioning a word - everyone was reminding her: you shouldn't be sitting here.
But she still replied with the word "ok". Or take the initiative to apply for that document. I still let my hands move one step faster than my brain.
She knew clearly that she was being confused. But waking up and stopping are never the same thing.
The most dangerous thing in the world is never seeing clearly. Even if you see clearly, you still move forward.
——A coming-of-age ceremony about desire, class and self-knowledge. To everyone who has ever stood on the edge of a cliff.
The real time when the story takes place is fictional.
Intention: Blessed by the brightness of the bright moon, it is difficult to predict when the moon will wax and wane.