Thirty-Five Years, All in Vain

The beginning of this story is the "hollow disease" of a 35-year-old man. My name is Chen Feng, a typical "workaholic". My life is like a programmed robot, precise and efficient, but without a soul. Until a mid-life crisis (unemployment) at the age of 35, my family was broken up. Like an invisible hammer, they smashed the "safe house" I had built for ten years. I was forced to give up my high salary, sell my house, and go to a flower shop in a strange town. This decision sounds beautiful and romantic, but the process is full of embarrassment and unhappiness. I would be anxious about utility bills, doubt myself because I had no business, and cry late at night because of the estrangement from my family. This is a real struggle that I face. It's not the grand statement of "I want to change the world", but the humble daily life of "Can I make enough money for tomorrow's food today?" At the end of the story, I did not become anyone's life mentor, nor did I become a rich man. I'm just an ordinary man running a small flower shop in Cloud City by the sea. In my miserable life, a person suddenly appeared and gave me light again, and also allowed me to find something more important than "success" - inner peace and freedom.