Xiaoxi has a nickname called Auntie Zhixin; because she is good at comforting people but she is really wordy. No matter what kind of loss or sadness, of course most of it is love, and many friends near and far will come to her for guidance. Maybe it's because Xiaoxi is patient, or maybe it's because he has really mastered some skills after comforting so many people.
Xiaoxi once said, half jokingly and half seriously, that there are only three things to comfort a person. The first is to listen, the second is to compare the misfortune, and the third is to scold with righteous indignation together with him.
Everyone has a story, and Xiaoxi is fortunate to be a gathering place for these stories. The more I heard the story, the more I seemed to fall in love with it over and over again.
She suddenly wanted to talk about these so-called affections between children, love and hatred; she didn't know whose youth was buried in those stories, and whether there was any shadow of you in them.