Feifei

Feifei turns "the stranger" into a chronic condition that keeps flaring up: not a dramatic tale of wandering, but everyday slices pieced together from scattered fragments of life. With a short-chapter structure, the author Nannan de Huohua lets each piece stand alone while leaving faint, elusive links between the characters' emotions and the urban backdrop; reading it feels like leafing through a notebook that has been moved from home to home. Its value lies not in plot progression but in accurately capturing the mismatch of "the city keeps being redeveloped while people cannot update in step"—familiar street corners vanishing, accents going unrecognized, relationships finding it hard to take root; these subtle sorrows are written with restraint and resonance. Suitable for reading an essay or two on the commute, before sleep, or on a rainy day; no need to read continuously—in fact, intermittent reading better conveys that rootless, drifting texture. If you are going through migration, changing cities, living alone, or simply want to understand that friend who always seems like a guest, this book offers companionship rather than answers. The writing is rather emotional and fragmentary; readers need to accept that it does not offer a complete story arc.