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When I was seventeen years old, I came to the huge city of Cologne, Germany alone. I had been well-behaved for seventeen years, staying in my apartment all day, not attending classes, not socializing, and going to the convenience store to drink beer late at night. It was in that convenience store of less than ten square meters that I met Mia Brown . Because the can of coconut juice was only produced domestically, it was very rare in Germany. At that time, I was carrying a basket of beer and competing with Mia Brown for the can of coconut juice. "So, you give me your basket of beer, and I won't fight with you." Later I learned that Mia Brown lived next door to my house.

One day after we got together, she told me: "At that time, a teenager moved in next door. I saw that he lived alone and was a night owl. He went downstairs to drink beer every day. I thought I had to take care of him, and I couldn't let a young boy in his prime fall into depravity." Mia Brown sighed, "Who knew Simon Johnson was so well-behaved? I was embarrassed to take such a well-behaved little boy back to my home."

However, later, my mental illness broke out, and I spoke harshly to Mia Brown. But she always held me in her arms and patted my back gently, kissing me from time to time. She accompanied me to see a psychiatrist for two years. No one could tell whether it was the doctor who cured me or Mia Brown who cured me. But the more gentle she was, the more painful it was for me what happened two years ago. Mia Brown's myocarditis caused by overwork a few years ago was not completely cured, and eventually induced a heart disease. Looking at her pale face and increasingly thin body, I was helpless. It was not easy to find a heart donor, but he suddenly regretted it three days before the operation. That day, I finally couldn't help hiding and crying. Mia Brown found me, hugged me in her arms, and said with a gentle smile: "Simon Johnson, don't cry, we can find another one." However, on a bright afternoon a year ago, Mia Brown held my hand and smiled and left me. The operating table couldn't save her, and I couldn't save her either.