Fiction: Group 4
never knew that dust would drift in the atmosphere. Fear was in his eyes more than curiosity. He couldn’t’t
imagine what this ominous path may lead him to.
“Why do you look worried? You hate it?” Jin questions.
“No, I’m just… not used to it,” Hua couldn’t even hear what he was saying, the shopkeepers’ voices were
as loud as a shrieking hen.
Then, he espies a painter who’s selling landscaping works. Hua suddenly got an idea.
“Pearl River Delta!” Hua cried out.
“What?” Jin is confused.
“My dad always told me he wanted to see the stunning view of Pearl River Delta.” His voice changed
delightedly.
Jin’s smile faded.
“You’re really from the countryside. Do you know that Pearl River Delta is just a tale, it isn’t real.”
“But my father painted me once!”
“Okay, you don’t believe me. Let me search for you.” Jin took out her smartphone and Googled “Pearl
River Delta”.
“What’s this?” Hua raised his curiosity.
“iPhone. You have never used it before?” Jin was surprised.
“Why do you pronounce an ‘i’ before ‘phone’?” Hua was puzzled.
Jin laughed, and presented him the 21st century technology. Still, she didn’t believe the gap between them
being that large, not even in her imagination.
SEARCH RESULT: 0
“What does it mean?” Hua questioned.
“No result, that means Pearl River Delta is just a rumour, and we shouldn’t mention it.” Jin’s expression
was stern.
“I don’t understand.”
“Stop grilling. It’s rather inappropriate than impolite.” Jin whispered with security, while Hua still didn’t get
it.
“It’s time for us to go home.” Jin’s pale face led more questions in Hua’s mind, but he knew he shouldn’t
ask again.
JIN’S HOUSE, MAY., 2025
“I think it’s time for me to go back to my town. My sister is waiting for me.” Hua murmured.
“But, you haven’t met your parents though.” Jin looked desperate.
