Yu Meiyi sat on the bridge, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened her eyes. She thought, after counting a hundred cars, she would forget all the unpleasantness, become strong from now on, and face all the difficulties and setbacks bravely.
The author says:
I want to write a story about the growth and transformation of an ordinary girl among all living beings. There will be no gimmicks. Just write it quietly, about her school days, her workplace days, her first love, her love, her marriage, etc. There will be no surprises from the sky, no unexpected help from noble people. Everything is done by her silently, silently endured, silently changing to adapt to the ever-changing world, not too beautiful, not too cruel. Isn't this what our lives are like?