Stars In His Eyes

"I’m not really interested in management, I prefer languages," said He Zhilan, speaking truthfully. She had a certain aptitude for languages, perhaps due to her early exposure to foreign ones, which made her appreciate them more.

At the age of six, while other children in the village were busy playing rooftiles games, she was already able to write beautiful calligraphy and engage in simple foreign language conversations. All thanks to her aunt, who lived abroad, who spoke foreign languages around her when she was still learning how to talk.

Of course, due to many years spent in a backward village, her skills had become rusty.

"You’re really something unique. I started learning foreign languages at a young age too, but I’ve always had an aversion to them. I couldn’t learn them, didn’t enjoy studying them. I only decided to pursue medicine because I followed in Muhe’s footsteps. He fooled me into thinking it was the easiest, but this guy has fooled me badly. If I knew how hard medicine would be, I wouldn’t have studied it in the first place," Bian Xiulin looked resentful, bringing up the past, "By the way, Zhilan, can I ask what your dreams are?"

Dreams?

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He Zhilan was momentarily taken aback. She had only one dream -- to find her family. This was what she dreamt of every night. But clearly, it was not an answer she could voice out.

After a moment’s consideration, He Zhilan answered, "I want to find a decent, stable and easy job. In my spare time, I’d like to open a quaint bookstore, enjoy coffee, bask in the sun, read a book, and savour those particularly leisurely moments."