Huina Zheng
Flash Fictions
My dad’s brows knitted in displeasure. As our guest, he curbed his temper, choosing instead to embark on a three-hour drive back to Huizhou, unfazed by the protests from my mother and me.With a proud stride, my dad …
On the rare occasion when I dine with friends, I find that not only I, but also Lan, Lilin, and Yan, are all caught in the glow of screens, ensuring the WiFi is strong and WeChat is running …