We Are All Waiting for Dawn

Have you ever had a moment like this? Even though I am so tired that my fingertips are trembling, I still smile and say "I'm fine" to everyone; even though I am so wronged that my throat is tight, I still have to ask others "Is it inconvenient" first. Wen Xubai lived like this for twenty-seven years. She is a sensible daughter in the eyes of her parents, a reliable partner in the eyes of her colleagues, and an emotionally stable support in the eyes of her friends. She had a decent job and a seemingly stable life, but she kept her eyes open for countless late nights until dawn, and was riddled with holes by the demands of her native family and the internal friction of self-repression. Lin Yao chose another path. When she was twenty years old, she cut off all contact with her family, traveled to six cities with a bag on her back, made a living by writing manuscripts, and lived like an "irresponsible wild girl" in the words of her relatives. Everyone envied her freedom and freedom, but no one knew that she never dared to live in one place for more than three months, didn't dare to leave any old things, and didn't dare to believe that anyone would stay with her for a long time. Two girls who also suffered from insomnia met in a convenience store late at night. One is trapped in decency and suffocated, while the other escapes into loneliness in freedom. They envy each other's lives and misunderstand each other's choices, until they tear apart each other's armor layer by layer and see the exact same scars underneath. No one can pull anyone out of the dark night. Wen Xubai learned to say "no" for the first time, and Lin Yao learned to stop for the first time. Ashes are a glimmer of light in the long night, but they are never the answer to dawn. Before dawn, we must first learn to love ourselves.