A depression, a cook
One struggles to survive with a bowl of porridge, and the other just satisfies his stomach.
Um (⊙o⊙)..., It comes from a short story that seems to be on Weibo or something. The owner has depression, and his friend takes him on a trip. They go to the mountains and rivers to collect fungi and have a bowl of mushroom porridge at night. Later, he went back to Yunnan for several years in a row. He worked hard to live for a bowl of porridge in the coming year. That's probably it. When I saw this story, I suddenly wanted to write it, hoping that he would be happy and live well for the bowl of porridge in the coming year and find more 'porridge'.
This is my first time writing, so please forgive me if my writing is not good.
I hope it will be a lighthearted story. Refill