Once, Deng Mi asked Cai Yiyi, “Do you still remember Bell?” Cai Yiyi answered without hesitation, “I do.”
Deng Mi sighed wistfully. “I bet it's gotten fat again.”
Autumn in City A wasn't too cold, since it was in the south. The only thing missing was the owner of Hezi Fruit Shop at University B. The owner of the Hezi Fruit Shop at University B wasn't all that heartless, considering they'd known each other for seven months. She'd let her take a few pounds of fruit to City A without a single complaint.
But there was one thing Cai Yiyi didn't like about this Hezi Fruit Shop at University B. She carried a bag of fruit, the bag printed with an artsy line drawing of a cat, its whiskers sketched in with two careless strokes.
Cai Yiyi walked back to her little home in a daze. Stiffly, she took the fruit out of the bag one by one and put them into the little fruit basket, then spread the bag flat on the table. The lazy cat spoke, and she could only make out one thing: Hezi Fruit Shop.
She couldn't help reflecting: So this is what defeat feels like. Whether she left or stayed, that star was still there. When she drew near, it shone brilliantly; the closer she got, the more it dazzled her. At last, when they brushed past each other, her eyes hurt so much that tears fell, but she had gained a hard-won sense of relief.
Theme: Time passes slowly, and you're still here