I drove all day yesterday, and on top of that, I caught a cold and had a sore throat. I didn't dare to take any medication. When I got home at night, I felt dizzy and disoriented. I tidied up briefly and then went straight to sleep. Going back to my hometown felt like a dream. I still feel a bit nostalgic. Before leaving, my younger cousin brought the kids over in the evening, which made me a little emotionally overwhelmed. Honestly, someone my age shouldn't be so sentimental, but when I waved goodbye to the elders in the morning, my nose still felt a bit sore. Someone cares, and there are beautiful memories.