19th Feb.

11 months later, in the cold winter of Buffalo, which is just like the cold winter of Tianjin, I got there. But this time I don’t want to keep lightening cigarettes and listening to the busy bee of cellphone; the emotion is not a hurry anxiety any more, but turning out to be a final pressure of months. I have my happiest and saddest life in the past few months, and never regret to say yes in the gloomy spring afternoon.

Take care, fei; take care, ran.

 

 

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