After moving, I hugged my neighbor, who was sweating after I moved, and there was no sense of life in a room with no living experience, with cardboard boxes.

When I got off the elevator, the lady happened to let me live there. She had just moved in today, so she put a lot of her belongings in front of the entrance and was about to put inside, so she helped out without any ulterior motives, but the neighbor, who was carrying heavy luggage in casual clothes, wetted her skin and hair, and sweat stains spread across her clothes. I was so excited that I had just moved my body.