Storm on the Page

By the third day after Zhou Yuan launched the neighborhood page, the view count had already passed fifty thousand. Xu Zhixia had meant it to be a quiet community archive, but young people were sharing it faster than any flyer could travel. In the videos, Aunt Fang's ladle, Teacher Shen's knuckles turning newspaper pages, and Lu Chen's silent silhouette by the projector were cut into short, forceful moments. In the comments, some people wrote that they hadn't known cities still had places like this, and others asked whether it would be a pity to demolish it. Those words, a breeze in a hot season, somehow pushed Hawthorn Street into a much larger field of view. But when the wind gets strong, it also lifts the dust from where it has been hiding.