Summary
When my mom turned fifty, she finally agreed to go on a blind date.
Afraid she might get scammed, I sat at the next table, pretending to be a passerby.
When the man walked in, I nearly spilled my coffee all over my lap.
Three years ago, I had saved him in a torrential downpour.
Back then, he was twenty-six, covered in blood, clutching my sleeve as he said, “Don’t let them take me back.”
But now, he sat across from my mother, his temples already streaked with gray.
My mom smiled and introduced him. “This is Mr. Liang.”
Yet the man looked past her and turned his gaze to me.
“Senior, long time no see.”