"Shanghai, Hong Kong, Chongqing... I finally lost you."
"It snowed a lot in Beiping this year. Did you see it?"
This is probably the saddest article I have ever written. It almost took me two consecutive days to write it.
Maybe I am too emotional, and at some points I had to stop and bury my face in my hands to calm down. Sometimes I cry too.
I thought about changing it to he, but I insisted on taking the knife. Because I know where there were so many reunions in that era. There are just too many separations.
This is a slightly long article, but I hope you will read it patiently. Because it not only writes about a young couple, but also my feelings about the many joys and sorrows of that era of displacement.