It is now the evening of June 9th, and the meeting of the WolfLink-DevTeam has just ended. I am sitting alone in my dorm room in front of my screen, starting to write. It has been exactly a month since I last wrote a summary, and at this moment, it feels just like that time; all three of my roommates are not here, each person in their own room. Although it is lonely, there are also benefits to freedom, such as being able to wake up whenever I want.
Based solely on my memories, May was no different from any other ordinary month. The only profound feeling was the changeable weather in Wuhan, one day summer and the next day winter, which in professional terms is referred to as "quenching" people. I received a message from W, who I hadn't contacted in a long time, and I realized that true friendship does not fade with the passage of time. I solved a very difficult plane geometry problem, which took me three days. This is worth noting; it belongs to the "corner grid point problem," and the general solution is the circumcenter method. (I have a unique interest in this kind of knowledge that seems useless). Academically, I have reached the end of another semester, with most exams finishing in late May. The last exam on material failure analysis also concluded on June 3rd, and July 1st is the start date for my production internship. Therefore, I have nearly a month of freedom before then.
—However, freedom often leads to laziness and confusion, prompting thoughts about the meaning of life, but I have already passed the age of questioning the meaning of life. When I was young, I would ask, "What is the purpose of living?" but as I grew up, I stopped asking, not because I found the answer, but because I felt there was no need to ask anymore.
Moreover, I feel that May was so long because of missing someone (referring to you, dear). Writing you into my words, I think this is a kind of romance. Words are like meeting face to face; the words I give you transcend time and space, accompanying you on my behalf. My relaxed days are precisely your busiest days of the semester. I hope you can come to see me (when you're not busy), but I hope even more that you find fulfillment in your busyness, knowing why you are busy, and that you take good care of yourself, resting well and eating properly. When we meet next time, I will hold you tightly.
As I write to this point, I wave goodbye to May 2023, which I cannot return to. 👋