I was overwhelmed by successive overtime, and on the day of the end of the mission, the whole person lost his mind and slept in his house for two days. Old rhythms, young days, working overtime every day, and the next day was full of energy. When you're exhausted, you don't want to eat anything, except white and salty, and the rest is warm and light soup. All of a sudden I'd love to have a sip of omelet soup, and remember that it was so exhausting that that nice bowl of omelet soup saved me, filled my stomach with a desire for something. The warm and beautiful fish soup remains in my memory. Strong enough to get to the market, bring back live plaster fish, evaporate fish meat, and fill a bowl of fresh fish soup with fish tail bones and eggs, adding energy to the exhausted self。