When I was twenty-seven, I broke up, lost my job, and had only three hundred yuan in savings.
In desperation, I rented an old bungalow from the Republic of China. The landlord was a taciturn man, wearing a washed-out white shirt, and his features were as indifferent as a pool of stagnant water. He charged me two thousand yuan a month and said that this house was "unlucky" - the people who lived here were waiting for someone who would never come back.
Later I found out that he was waiting for his ex-girlfriend. And my ex-boyfriend was kneeling at the door begging me to get back together.
We agreed to just be landlord and tenant, agreed not to have feelings, and agreed not to step into each other's past.
But that night, he suddenly asked me: "Do you believe that a person can wait for someone for a long time, so long that he forgets what he is waiting for?"
I didn't answer.
Because at that moment I realized that I didn't want him to wait any longer.
——West of the old city, within the empty city. In this life, we are all waiting for someone who will never come back. Until I met you, I was willing to take a step forward.
