Jack and I met in the school library.

At that time, I was already in the second grade. I had just adapted to everything in school and studying abroad, and I was full of curiosity about everything. Maybe it’s because I’m nostalgic for my mother tongue. I often go to the Chinese reading room and sit for a while. One day, when I was reading a Chinese publication with great interest, a tall foreign man suddenly sat down next to me. ?Miss, are you Chinese? This man actually asked me in Chinese. Although it was not standard, it made me feel more friendly than ever in a foreign country.

I answered in a friendly manner: Yes, I am from China. ?But when I spoke to him in Chinese again, his eyes widened with a very confused expression. Through the conversation in English, I learned that these were the only few Chinese sentences he could speak, and he had just learned them yesterday. The reason was very simple. He estimated that I was from China and wanted to strike up a conversation with me in my native language to make friends with me.