Recently, I broke my foot and limped. The doctor said I should rest for three months. A colleague posted a video of a cripple in the work group. Excuse me, everyone?

You're being paranoid, honey. Maybe it was an accident.

What if it's sarcasm? Is it not face? Who decides whether our life is good or not? What is he?

The situation is reversed. Today, I am "sitting at home", and it is also a blessing to cultivate my self-cultivation. Why should I miss him?