All things are small storms, and we will all get through them in the big river of life.
Lin Chengzhang looked at the receding scenery outside the car window, as if he had returned to the summer of 2008.
He took out Wangwang crushed ice from the freezer at the entrance of the compound and broke it in half, giving each to Li Leyan. Liu Xiang was making final preparations on the TV upstairs.
That afternoon, Wen Qi came to the door of the compound.
The so-called fate and coincidence hit her, and luckily but unluckily haunted her throughout her life.
She grew up in one storm after another, and then looking back, it turned out that these had become the receding scenery outside the car window.
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