Everyone has crossed the unknown darkness, two stories

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There is a waste recycling aunt at the corner of the downstairs. The 50-year-old looks very blessed and smiles all day. It is very infectious. Every day, I will smile at her in good faith, chilling and whispering, and I will gradually become familiar with it once and for all. As usual, I went out to say hello to my aunt, but my aunt suddenly stopped me. I smiled shyly and handed me a stack of cards. I looked down and turned out to be the aunt’s business card, which read “Returning XXX Phone XXX” The words "XXXX XXXX". I looked at her inexplicably. She was a little embarrassed to scratch her head, only to tell me that I would like to help distribute it around the next door. There is her contact information on the card. If there is any waste in the house, just call her and you can go home to collect it.

I agreed very quickly and praised her for looking for business opportunities. She was very happy, and showed me a show of her new mobile phone, saying that her son thought of it and bought her a new Nokia. As soon as she talked about her son, her words were like being opened. One thing was to count the interesting things of her son. The face was full of pride and pride that the mother had.

When I sent my aunt's card back home, I told my mom about it. Who knows she sighed and said: "She is also a bitter. When her husband died early, she didn't want to remarriage. Later I took a child from the orphanage and returned to it. As a child, I have been relying on recycling waste for 20 years. It is too difficult to imagine. The child is very competitive. Later, he went to Beijing to study at university. Now working at an internet company, I heard that it is quite filial."

My mother said that the clouds are light and windy, but my feelings are mixed. When my aunt mentioned her son, the expression of her eyebrows continued to float in front of my eyes. The hearty smile was too confusing. People couldn’t help but wonder how hard it would be to conquer such a darkness.

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Karen suddenly stopped me when I got off work a few days ago, and lowered my voice and said to me quietly: "Do you know? Stella had previously got leukemia." I was shocked and could not help but raise the tone "ah". Karen snorted at me more than her fingers and continued: "I just heard from her alumni that their school had previously raised money for her, and later it was better to match her mother's blood type." "I stopped in an instant, Karen continued to swear:" Her family is not very good, but because her body has been poor, her parents moved to Beijing, rented a house to find a temporary job. "I am dumb, I don't know what to say for a while."

Stella is a tall girl, with my department but a different group, the station is directly opposite me. Sometimes I have a problem with my computer, or I receive an email with an unclear meaning. I will inquire with her instinctively. Because of her illness, she spent six years in college and finally graduated this year. I heard that the results are not bad. Usually, the temper is somewhat strong, the character is not cold or hot, the work is rational and calm, and unconsciously becomes the dependence of colleagues. If it wasn't for Karen to mention it to me, I wouldn't think of her as tall as she had experienced such a real life and death struggle.

I am especially grateful to witness the splendor of their present and the haze of their past. I no longer admire easily, and I understand that there must be some unspeakable bitterness behind every smile. When I am very hard, I will think that one day, I will be proud of what I have been.