"Xiang Province, an 18th-tier industrialized town.
There are no famous places of interest or dazzling high-rise buildings.
In my childhood memories, the sky always seemed to be dusty. Where my father worked, the smoke from the chimney was always connected to the sky.
Looking back now, the creek in Xiawan is always black with gray-white oil floating on it; there are always a few days in every season when the thick fog outside the window can always cover the branches trying to reach in; my mother always asked me to wear a mask on those days to block the creamy haze and pungent smell.
But that stopped a long time ago. If you hadn't talked about this with me, I would have almost forgotten it.
During that period, I have more memories of playing wildly with my classmate Lin Diandian in Haozi's house, going to my grandma's house to grow vegetables together, hanging out with the whole family, and attending various cram schools together.
There is nothing more important than finishing my homework today, having something delicious to eat tonight, and planning to play some games today. "
Yu Zhishi raised the coffee cup at hand, took a sip, and said to the friend in front of him with a smile.
"Isn't classmate Lin Diandian the same as Lin Xuxing?"
"Well! It's over, I accidentally said it smoothly." Yu Zhishi smiled bitterly and covered his forehead with his left hand, "Shh! Don't let him know. He just sent me a message saying that I am not allowed to call him Diandian again."
Next to the coffee cup, a message that just popped up two minutes ago was displayed on the screen of the mobile phone:
Lin Diandian [dog emoji]
"Zhishi! From today on! Can you please stop calling me [poor emoji]..."
On 2024.12.16
Intention: Growth is what we mold us into, and it is also about me that becomes us