Every time I think of Hong Kong, I think of the blue sky and that night watching the fireworks at Victoria Bay. I think of Disneyland, which I have never been to, and the bustling nightlife of Lan Kwai Fong.
Ji Mingyue only felt unspeakable pain in her heart. It hurt so much that I squatted down and buried my head in the circle made by my arms. It hurt so much that I couldn't cry or speak.
It hurts so much that I can't shed a single tear as I watch the familiar person fade away.
There are things that etch the bones and the heart.
Many years later, she realized that some things were not so easy to forget. She had little choice.