By our regular spot, I was blurting something trivial - caravans on the ancient Silk Road. Cute Li Yun turned to me and said she would miss me. I could have replied likewise.
Cute Li Yun categorised “missing” into levels. A “normal miss” was for times when we couldn’t meet for a day or two. A “strong miss” applied when I was away for a few days. Now, after any months, I experience a “crying miss.”