Loss

January 23 was the day the city went into lockdown, one day before Lunar New Year’s Eve. It was still dark outside when I woke up, just after 4 a.m. I reached for my phone and saw a message from Xiaohuo, a former schoolmate: “Beginning at 10 a.m. today, all of Wuhan’s public transportation systems, including buses and subways, will discontinue service. The city’s airport and train stations, as well as other methods for leaving the city, will also be shut down.” The announcement had been released at 2 a.m. There were quotes around the subject heading: “City Lockdown”.

The 24-year-old Ye Qi worked for a month without interruption.

At 6:40 a.m. on 31 January, Wang Changhua lost his mother. Today, his business is also on the brink of collapse.

Lin Zi, a thirty-one-year-old woman from Shanghai, heard that Li Wenliang had died while she waiting at Stockholm Airport for a flight back to Berlin.

Ever since Zhang Hong passed away, Xie Qing has felt like he is dreaming.

On February 4, while still waiting for a hospital bed, Wong Hongfa’s aunt died in the lobby of a hospital. The same predicament now threatened Wong Hongfa’s parents, who are in their eighties. 

At first, twenty-five-year-old Zhang Li had only wanted to donate some money.

In the past week, journalists Zhang Zhuo and Ren Wu from “The Paper”, and Lin Qiuming from „People“, encountered many people from outside of Wuhan who were now detained in the city due to the lockdown. 

Li Moumin tried to kill herself.

Beekeepers rely on following seasonal flower blooms for their livelihoods, and each year is a gamble.