Although they are just neighbors, I was almost brought up by their old couple when I was a child, and we have a deep relationship with them. On the way, Grandma He told me that she had chosen a photo of her when she was young as the portrait of her husband, and wanted him to return to the way he was when we first met him. As she spoke, she took out a small black and white photo from her arms and showed it to her. I saw – a young man wearing a gray tunic suit was talking with a smile. … Continue readingThe Ghost Of The Portrait: The Lost Soul Of A Neighbor And The Similarity Of A Stranger Read Online