He swiped the screen with his trembling hand, and finally, after a few more pictures of worms, it began to show other things.
The phone showed a still, a skinny girl with a pair of glassy eyes, her eyes were as clear as water but still full of depth; she had a palm-sized face with delicate features, she was smiling, the stills weren't many, but each had different expression. The first one showed her with a goofy face, but this one showed off her cleverness and loveliness.
Little Golden Silkworm? He narrowed his eyes, the Little Golden Silkworm which mother had been saying wasn't a worm but a woman?
He looked through more pictures, the woman's features looked lively to him.
To him, women were just a pair of eyes and a nose.
All women looked the same.
