Lin Xubai has lived in the old community for almost half a year.
As a college tutor with a mediocre income, he likes the unique quietness of this old house. Every day, I work at school and at home. After get off work, I mostly stay at home to prepare lessons and read books, and rarely go out to hang out. When I meet a neighbor on the corridor, I just nod and say hello, and don't exchange much greetings. My life is stable and monotonous.
Until Zhou Yi moved next door.
When we met for the first time, the other person came to the door with a bag of bread to say hello. He spoke politely and had just the right sense of proportion. In the days that followed, we met by chance in the corridor or at the gate of the community. The two of them occasionally chatted briefly. No matter how they looked at it, they were just ordinary neighbors who had just met.
Lin Xubai never thought much about it, just treating it as an ordinary neighbor encounter.
No one knows that this seemingly accidental fate hides a past event that only one person remembers.
The worries in the old days are quietly reopening through a thick wall.
Concept: A university teacher lives quietly in an old community, living an ordinary life with two points and one line of work. A new neighbor moved next door, causing small ripples in the peaceful life. Some past experiences are only remembered by one person, while some pain has been forgotten.