The world is constantly changing.
Lin Xiaolu wanted to change, but in truth, Lin Xiaolu did not like changes.
She hoped to change herself, yet she wished the world around her would remain the same.
But reality always went against her hopes, and as she gradually grew up, it was the world around her that changed, while she remained the same.
This realization had shifted from a hazy understanding to crystal clarity, from ignorance to awareness.
Elders who met her would often say she was naive and childlike, while classmates would find her immature, although she hated being told that, she couldn't come up with any arguments against it.
She indeed still liked the things she enjoyed as a child; she was still the girl farthest from romance in her class; she was still a notch shorter than her peers.
And, she was still subconsciously waiting for her mother to return.