"Lunch? Oh... It's too late. OK, OK, I'll eat when I'm hungry. You have a meeting with someone? I see, I see." Tao Xiaman hung up the phone and kept strolling.
Strolling in this city.
As a shutterbug on a rare holiday, how could she not move her camera?
Photos could keep memories that time couldn't. Her photography hobby was a good way for her to remove her bad and irritable mood at the moment.
She sat on the bus, feeling that those buildings and passers-byes caught-on-camera were no longer the same as those in her memories.
When the tour bus called out the stop, Tao Xiaman got off. She unexpectedly hesitated when she saw the signpost "Jihua Road".
Back here again--- the place she had once lived… Tao Xiaman shook her head.
Here, was her hometown…
Tao Xiaman walked in this old street without taking many pictures. Even if this was the place within her memories, many new buildings had appeared. Many things weren't the way they had been before.
