It was a rainy morning and my friend knocked on my door. He told me that his parents quarreled because of their embarrassment. He was caught in the middle and didn't know what to do. He sat in the chair with me and chatted. This time, I didn't interrupt, just listened to his heart silently. He finally left with tears in his eyes, but later his parents made up again and he became happy, but he came anyway.
It turns out that in my eyes, happiness is achieved by listening and telling.
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