Relationship

In the morning, I was working on RFI 7 for the course Concrete Materials in Practice. Around noon, I had my Principles of Mining Engineering class. During lunch, Amir took the initiative to offer me a spoonful of curry. The dynamics between us are definitely better than before. Amir and I are building a new, stable relationship, which is making me feel much more comfortable. For dinner, I boiled a bag of instant noodles and fried some French fries. Afterward, I finished RFI 7 by remotely controlling a PC in the office. ...

Dear Huanhuan, “If you were Charlie, would you choose to undergo the surgery?” you asked in your last letter. At the time, my answer was no—ignorance is bliss. But after reading most of the book, I’ve begun to reconsider—this time, through the lens of love. In the first half of Flowers for Algernon, I had always believed that Charlie’s mother, Rose, was the only person in the world who truly cared for and loved him. I even mistook his father Matt’s calm demeanor for indifference. When everyone else had given up hope that Charlie could ever become “normal,” I was moved by Rose’s relentless determination—whether she was scolding Charlie, pleading with doctors, or arguing with Matt. ...