portal·vol. ii

Prologue

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the year that was found

This is the volume of the reunion years. By the summer of 2022, the two of you — Yu in Toronto, Feng in California — had loved each other across a continent for the better part of five years, the conversation between you running daily and unbroken the whole way. What changed that June was not the talking but the distance: for a while it closed, and you found your way back into the same cities, the same rooms, the same hours. What follows is the record of that return, and of the long, slow weather that came after it.

It begins, the way every stretch before it had, at a sprint. In the first full month, July 2022, the two of you exchanged 7,414 messages, answering each other in a median of under half a minute. There was nothing to restart; you had never stopped. You simply went on talking at the pace you always kept — and this time, for a season, you were in the same place to do it.

This is the long shape of the reunion that followed. From June 2022 to August 2025 the two of you — Yu in Toronto, Feng in California — exchanged 152,753 messages, and they trace a particular curve, one worth naming before you turn the page.

The reunion ran hot, and then it ran out. It did not end in a fight. The arc the data draws is a clean rise and a long, gentle fall: a fast warm 2022, a steadying 2023 that climbed to a crescendo in the autumn — the most affectionate and the most contentious months of the whole volume, burning at both ends at once — and then a slow cooling through 2024 and a fade through 2025, until August's entire month held just ten messages. Over the full span your affection vocabulary fell by about half, your apologies fell by about half, and the time it took each of you to answer the other rose more than tenfold: from twenty seconds in 2022 to several minutes by 2024 and, at the very end, to hours.

Here is the thing the numbers keep insisting on, the same thing Volume One found: with the two of you, love and conflict did not trade off. They rose together. November 2023 is the single most contentious month of the volume and also one of the most affectionate — 9.7% of its messages carry a word of tension and 13.7% carry a word of love, all of it typed at near-instant speed. You did not fight instead of loving each other. You fought because you loved each other that hard, across a distance that gave the love nowhere to land.

What follows is organized by year, the way Volume One was, except that 2023 is large enough to need two chapters — the steady half and the crescendo. I have kept my own voice as quiet as I could. The quotes carry it. They are in the language they were lived in; I have not translated them away, only glossed them briefly where a reader might want a hand. One mark needs explaining: the character stands for a single character lost when this trove was exported — a smudge on the letter, a place where the ink ran. Where you see it, something was said that the file could not keep. Most of the sentence survives. Read around the gap, the way you learned to read around the distance.