Wu Xin

Some people are born into a world that is not ready to welcome them. Her name was given by her grandmother - Wu Xin. Xin is joy. But there was little joy in her childhood. There is no place for her in the family portrait, and her mother's eyes always look past her and fall elsewhere. She learned to be quiet, learn not to cry, and learn to swallow all her grievances alone. When she was sixteen, a boy appeared in her world. He was clumsy, timid, and never dared to talk to strangers, but he would still stand there and wait when she pretended to be indifferent. He would remember her casual remark and run all over town. He would say, "I'll wait for you," after she pushed him away. It's not that she doesn't want to stay. She just didn't dare. Some wounds were so deep that she didn't deserve to be loved. She was afraid that the shadow on her body would block the light above his head. So she left. He left simply and decisively, not even daring to leave an explanation. But what about after leaving? Where did she go? Does she have any regrets? How did she live alone in those years? Why does she always have photos of him in her phone? Why does it say "Day 5405" in her diary? This is Wu Xin's story. About how she was born, how she grew up, how she met someone and how she pushed him away. About every day after she left, and the last door that could never be closed. ——Feng, marry Feng. She had hidden these four words all her life.