I Give You Back to the Vast Sea of People

After two years of cold war, I unexpectedly ran into my husband, He Hansheng, on the day university freshmen were checking in. He was bent over, carefully making the bed for my cousin's roommate. The girl's name was Qiao Kexin, and her eyes curved into crescents when she smiled. Noticing me looking at He Hansheng, she took the initiative to link her arm through his and introduced him: "Hello, sis. This is my boyfriend. He was worried I'd have a hard time coming to school alone, so he took time off to come with me." I remembered the message He Hansheng had sent the day before: [Business trip. I won't be home this week either.] I smiled and said nothing. He Hansheng turned around and saw