Christmas Eve in 2016 was a different day for me. My Mr. Zhang and I finally began a wonderful journey of love. Like ordinary lovers, we will quarrel for study, work, and even the little things in life. We will also be moved to tears by each other's small actions. There have been tears, laughter, and we have separated because of some misunderstandings. But thankfully, we didn't let go of each other's hands in the end.
In the hot summer of 2018, we ushered in our graduation season. We were overwhelmed by the sudden busyness. Everyone seemed very busy, busy telling the sadness of parting with the roommate who had been with us for three years, busy finding a way out for future life and work, busy developing new social interactions and new interpersonal relationships. Under these heavy pressures, the emotional life of the two of us seemed so small and inconspicuous.
When we first entered the society, we were ignorant, constantly cycled between falling and getting up, and often cried in the dark night without people. Why was it so difficult? Looking back now, we don't take it for granted, but for us at the time, it felt like the sky was about to collapse. Fortunately, he has been by my side through every step of my experience, giving me endless courage and hope. Now that everything is on track, I finally have the time and mood to record the stories that happened between us and share our little moments with everyone.