Zhou Hanzhi had seen grandma.

It was not long after the start of my sophomore year that my grandmother, who had lived in the village for a long time, left the town for the first time and came to Beijing-Hong Kong carrying a bag of freshly picked pecans.

In order to save on travel expenses, she arrived at the station late at night and it was raining outside. At that time, Zhou Hanzhi and I had just walked out of the library. I was surprised and at a loss when I received the ...