"You saw me? Saw us, when?" Feng Qingxue expressed surprise at He Hongjun's words.
Why had she no recollection? She had a good memory.
If she had seen He Hongjun, she surely would have recognized him because his appearance hadn't changed, with the most notable difference being his cleaner and neater clothing, and he seemed more spirited.
He Hongjun laughed and said, "It's been several days, I think. That morning, there was a light rain, and I was on the tram to work when I saw the two of you in military green, holding an oilcloth umbrella. I thought my eyes were deceiving me. I knew your husband was in the military, you're always at the Wanglou Brigade, right? So how come you're donning a proper military uniform too? That's not the kind of military clothes ordinary citizens wear to show admiration for soldiers."
Upon hearing He Hongjun's explanation, Feng Qingxue realized it must have been when she got off the tram after lunch that day.