"You two made a special trip here this time. Is it because that kid Zhu Guangming caused trouble, or did he do something over the line?"
Hearing him ask that,
with that faint, distant tone,
Luo Fei was a bit surprised.
"Mr. Zhou, just now you said the name sounded unfamiliar. How come you suddenly changed your tune?"
Zhou Mingwen smiled as he explained.
"Officer, my wife has taught so many classes of students. A small number left a deep impression, and we might still keep in touch afterwards."
"But in fact, most students might never contact us again in their lives."
"However, this Zhu Guangming is actually quite memorable."
As he spoke, Zhou Mingwen took an album out from under the TV cabinet.
The album had a clear sense of age.
Gold-stamped characters, with butterfly and mandarin duck patterns on it.
The cover had yellowed a bit; it was heavy and old.
And as Zhou Mingwen opened the album,
Luo Fei saw it too.
On the first day of school,
