A light drizzle started to fall, and in this small park where it was about to get demolished, Chen Ge encountered this strange woman.
"Excuse me, do you know Fang Yu?" That appeared to be the only sentence she knew. She looked at Chen Ge. Her eyes were like a lake in the mountains, clear as pure ice.
"Fang Yu?" Chen Ge took out the picture and showed it to the woman. "Is this him?"
Holding the picture with both hands, the woman looked at the boy in the picture. She looked for a long time before shaking her head. "I don't know."
"The picture was taken here at the park. The boy is facing the camera, so the person who took the picture should be standing here." Chen Ge stood up to stand next to the fountain. "Does that jog your memory?"
The woman stood where she was with emptiness in her eyes.
