A Spiritual Way to Relieve Worries for Migrant Workers

It was eleven o'clock in the middle of the night in Linhai City, and there were only scattered lights in the office building. When Lin Wei rushed out of the elevator with a folder in his arms, he ran into a biting cold - a girl in a blue and white school uniform was squatting at the fire exit, her translucent hands repeatedly rubbing her worn canvas shoes. Seeing Lin Wei look over, she slowly raised her head to reveal her bruised eyes.