Ai Li left many short sentences for me in QQ. Those not-so-long sentences were heavy with feeling, and they tugged at the heartstrings. On that morning after the rain had stopped and the sky cleared, Ai Li with her fair skin and pretty face sat across from me. At first glance she seemed young, but upon closer inspection, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes and the sorrow in them revealed the secrets of time. Her voice was very low, as if somewhat weak. "I wanted to talk to you a long time ago, but I didn't have the courage," she said...