The social animal Lin Jianyao has three secrets:
1. She works overtime until late every day but never comes home. In fact, she is feeding stray cats downstairs.
2. Although she has never attended a high school reunion, she knows every intersection next to the gathering place.
3. The last modified date of the resignation report stayed at 216 days ago, until the cat named May Day kicked over the coffee cup in front of the computer.
Jiang Shuyan, the proud daughter of heaven who once attracted the attention of the whole class, also has three secrets:
1. The sunflower tattooed on her inner arm was planted for someone.
2. The pet clinic insists on not raising prices for three years because some idiot said it should be a place where poor people can afford medical treatment.
3. There is a yellowed postcard in the locked drawer at the bottom of the desk. On the back, it says, "The starry sky I saw when I looked up at the Van Gogh Museum today was like the indelible blue ink on the school uniform that blocked the sun that day."
When the wave of layoffs in large factories hits the demolition notice of pet clinics, when faded school uniforms turn into new clothes for stray cats, what I didn't dare to admit when I was young is hidden in the warmth of grooming on May Day.
Intention: We always think that we have to be perfect enough to be worthy of reunion, but we don't know that real healing begins with showing the wounds.