I never thought I would meet her again. I mean if it has not been my old computer, or we didn't come back HK, our path may never cross again. It has been four years, or five, since the last time that we got together. I still remember the morning when she slept on my shoulder, I dared not move an inch for afraid of waking her up. Many years have passed since then, and she has become a nice lady.
Some things never change, and some things do.
