It's summer again.
This time last year, I came to Hangzhou with great anticipation. The internship opportunity at a well-known company and the city of Hangzhou that I had always admired. All the beautiful expectations burst like bubbles in an instant. But it was only for three days.1
After that period of time, I chose a company for the autumn recruitment that seemed decent enough from its promotion. Not a big company, but not a small one either.
After the first experience, I didn't have much expectation for the next one, I just hoped it would be better.
Another year has passed in the blink of an eye. It's early summer again. I'm about to officially join the company I chose at the beginning. How long will this time last, and how long can I, who is fragile, hold on?
During this period of time in Shanghai, I have experienced too much, the repeated outbreaks of the epidemic, living in an uneasy environment every day.
After a month of returning to work, on the eve of officially joining the company, I chose to rest for a week, without going out to play or going home. Every day, I do what I want to do and meditate on the uncertain future. It feels like I'm back in my student days. But in the end, it's just a memory.
What kind of story will this summer bring?