At six fifteen in the evening, with the sunset glowing brilliantly, Chen Shi'an and Wen Zhixia met at the intersection.
A new week began with evening self-study.
Two hours earlier, they had both been wearing casual clothes when they met. Now they had changed into matching blue-and-white school uniforms.
Chen Shi'an arrived a little earlier. As he stood at the intersection looking toward the alley, the girl in the blue-and-white uniform came jogging briskly toward him, wearing a backpack and carrying a book bag.
"Taoist! I saw your WeChat Moments post. You gathered so much up in the mountains today!"
"Yeah, I saw your like."
Chen Shi'an took out his phone for a look. The Moments post he had shared after returning from the mountains-[A modest haul from today's mountain foraging (photos)]-already had more than thirty likes.
It was his first Moments post, something he had shared just for fun. After looking through so many classmates' posts about their lives last night, he had casually shared a little of his own.
He only had thirty or forty WeChat contacts now, almost all classmates. Mostly, it was the novelty. After all, what did a bunch of seventeen- and eighteen-year-olds know about gathering mountain produce? Most of his classmates had liked the Daoist Master's Moments post when they saw it.
Wen Zhixia had liked it, Li Wanyin had liked it, Teacher Liang had liked it, and Uncle Lin had liked it. Lin Meng Qiu had liked it-then unliked it.
Chen Shi'an had thought his eyes were playing tricks on him. The first like he received right after posting on Moments had been from none other than the Class Monitor.
But when he refreshed a moment later, that like had vanished, as though someone had eaten it.
Chen Shi'an found it funny. He