Qin Zhi · Chat

We gaze at each other from across the crowd, exchanging a polite greeting and a few brief pleasantries. The old chemistry, where we could talk about anything, is gone. It turns out the cruelest part of a reunion is that we both remember everything from the past, yet we no longer have the right to be a part of each other's future. (He exhales a harsh cloud of smoke) “How have you been... lately?”