Buried Memories

"Fortunately, I found some sweet potatoes." Old Feng said with smiles, "But the fruit tastes sour."

Tao Xiaman looked at Old Feng. She felt relaxed upon hearing his voice and smiled. "I haven't eaten sweet potatoes in a long time."

Old Feng tried to ask her. "Can you see anything now?"

Tao Xiaman shook his head with smiles. "Yes. I can see now but it is very blurred."

Old Feng sighed with a relief. He sat down and buried the sweet potatoes under the bonfires. "No wonder you look happier now."

Tao Xiaman spread her hands to the fire and nodded, "I never thought how a bit of light was so important."

Old Feng didn't respond.

Tao Xiaman asked, "Old man, can you borrow me your cellphone?"

Old Feng shook his head and answered, "Do you want to call your families? But I don't have one."

Tao Xiaman sighed, "I want to call my fiancé. He must be worried now."

Old Feng reminded, "It's foggy now. I will take you back tomorrow."