It is another dreamy rainy night.

Dreamed of university classmates, dreamed of being chased for debts, dreamed of childhood friends, dreamed of the small river at the village head turning green again, dreamed of swimming in the water and having leeches drill into my body.

I woke up at five o'clock in the morning, memories flashing back in my mind, those ceilings of the rented rooms I stayed in kept verifying with me, until I fully understood that I had woken up in that place.

Yesterday I drank a few bottles of beer, ate half a roast duck, and had a super delicious hamburger.

There is a long-standing American drama in the computer - True Detective, delicious food brings me joy, wine helps me relax, and the series helps me pass the time.

Finally, I have slightly eased a tense nerve.