The Male Lead Has to Listen to Me Too

They're all little stories. In the 1960s, I worked in the hydrology department of a geological survey team. One day, by chance, I met her. She laughed a lot and was very talkative. She seemed to know everything, from astronomy to geography, and so many other things I'd never even heard of... She didn't have the two long braids and bright, sparkling eyes I liked, nor a button nose and round face. Her hair was just like the girls' hairstyles decades later, in the present day: chocolate-brown waves loosely tied back. She wore fashionable jeans, long boots, and a lemon-green shirt, with a black belt loosely fastened around her waist... Decades later, when my son told me a missing-person notice online had gone viral, I thought: Why come back after running away? I am no longer who I was, but she is still herself. A female student from a university of traditional Chinese medicine, new to town, VS a local male geologist Theme: Don't lose your head over love,