Where did all this random stuff come from?
What are you doing?
It's all from the guesthouse.
It's not really useful anymore.
Even secondhand, it's not worth much.
So I figured I'd just sort it out...
And throw it away.
Might save some space.
A certificate of honor.
Zane Zheng,
for contributions to the school's club activities...
Sorry!
It's okay. I was gonna throw it away anyway.
You were impressive back in college.
Impressive? Not really.
I just started a club back then.
It lasted maybe two or three months.
We couldn't recruit anyone.
Ended up shutting it down.
That certificate was just a consolation prize from the school.
When I first started working,
I had a little cabinet.
It was filled with all
my second and third place design awards,
and a bunch of random consolation prizes.
For a long time,
I didn't even dare to open that cabinet.
Then one time during a move, the moving company
lost all of it.
But I wasn't upset.
I actually felt relieved.
Now that I think about it,
I kind of regret it.
They were part of your journey.
What I regret
is not throwing them away myself.
How does it feel?
Like tearing away...