The summer after my mother left, it suddenly rained non-stop.
I don't remember how long I slept, I just remember that I dreamed about long stretches of blank space.
When I woke up again, it was still early in the morning. I glanced out the window and saw a few stars twinkling on the black screen.
It should be nice weather tomorrow.
The huge room suddenly felt strange to me, and a cold current flowed through my heart. I couldn't help but shudder, and curled up in the thin quilt, like a newborn baby.
People say this is a sign of insecurity.
——Lin Mo