Chi An

In January 2019, in the winter, I stood inside the railing of the south gate of the school. She stood outside and touched my hand with her sleeve. At that moment, I thought something would always be there. Later, we met again in the summer and separated again in the summer. Later, after several years of our lives, we reconnected intermittently. She would ask me late at night: "Would you still do that now?" I didn't answer. It's not because I don't know the answer, It's because some answers become very light when spoken. ——We are not separated. - Just stopped there.