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The seven stories in the book take place in the city or on the edge of the city, and each character is surrounded by many mysteries. There are literary young people who come to the big cities from Yunnan to live in the homes of strangers, there are silent couples who return to their hometown with their sick children to tell fortunes, there are once famous poets who suddenly "retired" and started raising pigs... Everyone has secrets, and behind each secret lies the destiny of a group and the background of an era. Even "I", the narrator of the story, has hidden thoughts.

If a woman encounters true love, she is bound to encounter some disasters, and the emotional experiences of Yu Yi and her roommates prove this very well. But the word "ying" shows the toughness, crispness and directness of these lonely and beautiful women. The deeper the wound, the faster it heals. If you encounter bad love, let it go with the wind, as if you have never been hurt by it; if you meet good love, you will not sink to the end and lose yourself. There is no path that must be taken in life, and there is no end point that must be reached, just as no one person in this world can become the ultimate meaning of another person. France, the different but equally shocking stories of these girls studying abroad may make you more open-minded about love. When you understand that not every story has an ending, you can deeply appreciate the beauty of loneliness.

The wind picked up at dusk and the sky became gloomy. The street lamp not far away hidden in the leaves of the camphor tree turned on in advance, glowing palely. I thought I heard the cuckoo's cry. At night, the wind became stronger, and a high-pitched whistling sound came in from time to time. I was lying on the sofa, Aqun was sitting on the other sofa, and we were watching TV intently. When the wind whistle suddenly became sharp, we couldn't help but look at each other, and then continued watching TV. The windows were closed, but I still felt the cold wind coming in and blowing on my face, making it chilly. We both started when the phone rang. Aqun glanced at me and continued watching TV. I picked up the phone. Now we are all a little afraid of hearing the phone ring, always thinking that there will be some unexpected news.