They are all small stories.
In the 1960s, I worked in the Hydrology Department of the Geological Team.
By chance, I met her.
She loves to laugh and is very talkative. She seems to know astronomy, geography, and many things I have never heard of before...
She is not what I like, with two big braids, watery eyes, a fleshy nose, and a round face.
Her hair is just like that of girls now decades later. Her chocolate brown wavy hair is gently tied up. She wears fashionable jeans, long leather boots, a lime green long shirt, and a black belt loosely tied around her waist...
Decades later, when my son said that a missing person notice went viral on the Internet, I thought: Why did he come back after he ran away?
I am no longer that me, she is still her.
Foreign female doctor of traditional Chinese medicine VS local male geological engineer
Purpose: Don't fall in love with your brain,