He scrimped and saved, noting every little thing she lingered over, until two months after his grandmother died, when he opened the door and found someone else in the bed he'd made himself. All he said was, “Move out within three days.” Six years later, construction foreman Fu Zhixiu isn't poor anymore—but he no longer trusts anyone. Late at night, outside a convenience store, a man sits smoking without a word. Would you sit with him and listen to the rain?
Could meet in real life
By 鍋子