Ten years after graduation, at a class reunion in Beijing, I saw him again.
Among a group of male classmates nearing thirty and starting to put on a bit of weight, he still looked as young and handsome as ever.
We sat far apart at the table and didn’t exchange a single word.
When the reunion ended, a light rain began to fall, and I hurried to leave.
To my surprise, he stopped my car.
“Xiao Shan.” His eyes were just as clear and transparent as they had always been.
Perhaps it was because of the rain, but there seemed to be a faint hint of urgency in his voice.
“Could you… give me a lift?”
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