1) It doesn’t matter if you feel wronged at work, it doesn’t matter if you work overtime, it doesn’t matter if you have to study for a degree after get off work and during holidays. I just need to think that when I finish all this, I can go to you and have a certain identity. Telling others about you persuasively can even help you, and I feel that all this, all this hardship can be overcome.

2) I always think about not going to work when the sun is shining. The cold wind always makes me not want to go to work. Whenever I feel wronged or unsatisfactory at work, I always think about if someone jumps out and says to me: If you don’t want to go to work, just resign. At worst, I will support you. After a few minutes of fantasy, I started to get busy again...

3) I still think that being wronged to the point of tears at work is a sign of weakness. Despise yourself.

4) I never thought that one day I would feel so wronged that I would cry because of my work. I have always felt that I have been upgraded from a masculine to a "man", but indeed...it's nothing more than that.

5) Many years later, I hope that I still have a friend like this who is not tied down by fame and fortune. When I feel wronged at work, I can come right over and give me a hug and make me cry. He opened the door of my refrigerator without saying hello, drank the Coke I drank, ate my half-eaten cake, made fun of me carelessly, called me an idiot, and finally cleaned up the room for me without asking me. How are you doing recently? Then the two of them giggled together.

6) I called my dad when I was wronged at work, and my dad said, 'If you are really unhappy, just go home, dad can still support you.'

7) I was sitting on the bus, thinking about what had just happened, the connection between people, the grievances at work, the unfairness of work, and my patience. I was thinking about who was right and wrong, thinking about the importance of memory and observation, and suddenly felt that my work was meaningless...