There was a trap in primary school, and I only had a question. At that time, I didn't know that Grandma Qiong Yao had a work also called "A Dream in the Blind Side."
I originally thought about changing the topic, but later I decided to forget it.
It's a slightly heavy story.
Maybe it was a real feeling I had at a certain moment when I was growing up.
Sad. Gloomy. Self-abasement. Sensitive.
But this is just the feeling of being a teenager. When you become an adult, you may be like Duan Yinian, recalling all this with a sense of loss and a touch of relief.
Like the breeze blowing on your face on a rainy day.