Didn’t have to taste it once, I already knew the flavor was so bland that every morning, I often got tired and broke off. But at that moment, a slim ray ran through my heart. It reminded me of a small detail that my grandfather had passed away eating salty food for his whole life which led to a stroke. Since then my mom always makes unsalted food without any explanation. The moment I realized it, a feeling of being cherished immediately embraced my mild. Nowhere in this world could anyone else would make a bland breakfast for me just because they care about my