"A big change." Mu Yazhe put down his knife and fork, picked up some napkin, and elegantly wiped the corner of the mouth. With slightly hooked lips, he spoke. "To this day, I can still remember how you looked when you were a child. Your eyes were big and watery, and you were always crying. Once you started bawling, you wouldn't stop. Your nose would turn red and the tears would flow nonstop; no amount of coaxing worked on you."
He did not continue his reminiscence thereafter!
