On a rainy late autumn night, I sat in front of the window of the balcony on the second floor and listened to the dripping rain quietly. Suddenly, the telephone rang. I flipped through the unfamiliar telephone numbers I had called so many times, hesitated, or connected the calls that I had not answered many times. I asked softly, I am Dongzi, who are you looking for? The other end of the phone was silent for a long time. I asked again: Who are you looking for? After a while, a girl’s stammering voice came from the other side. Are you all right? I am the one in the distance.