At present, I have only lived alone for half a year. In retrospect, there is no process of sorting out the mood. When I arrived in a new city, I took over the house. While searching for information about soft clothes on the Internet, I called my mother to report the house and surrounding environment. Spent a week, just thinking about how to transform the room to buy supplies (laughs), there is no other mind to entangle and think. Something like "Don't let yourself think, but keep yourself busy"? The next step is to start looking for a job and then go to work. Actually, I am only alone at night when I go to work. On the contrary, the solitude during that time was short but beautiful.