"I've worked really hard, you know that, right Nan Nan... But why, why do I still feel out of breath all the time?" But he couldn't give her the answer to this question. He was anxious, flustered, and equally confused, and didn't understand how terrible the disease was.
Panpan wants to tell the world loudly that she loves her parents very much; she also wants to tell her parents that even if she is not perfect, she hopes they can love her forever.
When he was thirty that year, everyone he loved had left him, and the rest of his life was as colorless as the sketches left by his mother. What woke him up was the woman's death, just like the panic in spring that woke up the confused years.
Purpose: This short story is composed of three short stories, covering current news and the author's small thoughts about the future.