Streams gather into rivers and seas, surging and surging; bits and pieces of thoughts condense into entities, that is what you look like.
Jiang Xingye: Shiyue, we meet again.
Shiyue held the phone in both hands and handed it to Jiang Xingye, and said shyly: Mr. Jiang... No... Classmate Jiang, we are classmates now, can you add us on WeChat? In the future we can help each other and make progress together.
Jiang Xingye: I don't need help.
Shiyue: I'm very grateful that you can help me.
Purpose: We can all become better adults.