One night in December, the biting cold wind playfully penetrated into my chest. I shuddered, crossed my arms, wrapped my clothes tightly, and huddled into a ball.
Kaizi turned his back to the wind and me, tried hard to light a cigarette, took a long puff, and exhaled a long bundle of sadness, which drifted away in the wind.
Purpose: I met Kaizi because we rented a house from Kaizi's house. We were similar in age and we became friends. During the Dragon Boat Festival, I was invited to his home. I keenly observed something unusual between Kaizi and his parents. In my eyes, Kaizi always looked depressed. Then Kaizi told me his story. He and Zhou Xiaoyu had known each other since childhood. Their parents were both colleagues and friends. The previous generation had conflicts over work matters, and he and Xiao Yu were implicated and were not allowed to meet each other, so Xiao Yu's family had to move away. Fortunately, they met again in high school and became friends who talked about everything, and then became ambiguous in college. They like each other, but are not recognized by their parents.