When I first arrived in the United States, I really wanted to talk briefly. I was unfamiliar with the place here. No friends, no relatives, no one to love. Calls five or six times a day.
After a year, I only called once or twice a day.
Another year passed, only once a week.
After another year, Li Chaoqing almost forgot why she called him. She almost forgot what she would say if Jian Yan answered.
Another year passed, and Li Chaoqing almost forgot what Jian Yan looked like. She began to be afraid. She clearly didn't want to forget it, but she just couldn't remember it. I dream about Jian Yan every night, but I just can't see his face clearly. She dreamed that Jian Yan said he hated her and hated her for forgetting him. I feel uncomfortable waking up in the middle of the night every day.