Lights Come on During Evening Rush Hour

Wen Wan once believed that there is only one correct answer in life: a good company, a good salary, and a good title. Until she was twenty-eight years old, she took off her work badge in the hospital corridor and walked into the Huaian Elderly Community with her suitcase. Her father's repair shop was so deserted that it was about to close, her mother had a bad temper during her recovery period, and her neighbor Uncle Song held up his cell phone and asked her "Am I being cheated?" - There was nothing she was good at. Later she stayed. It's not because of greatness, but because someone handed her a flashlight that rainy night and said, "You go ahead, and I'll follow." It's because when her father was cleaning the tool board, she finally understood what he didn't say, "It's good to be back." It was because of the sensor light that automatically turned on during the evening rush hour. Rider Akai said, "Sister, I can see it every day when I come back from delivering supper." Repairing old things also repairs life. It doesn't matter if it can't be fixed, the important thing is that the light is still on.