Yang Lisheng gazed out the window at the swiftly passing scenery, unfamiliar yet oddly familiar, with a glint of memory in his somber eyes, "It's been a long time since I returned to Beijing, I wonder what has changed there." Born and raised in Beijing, this land held many of his memories, filled with joy, pain, meetings, and departures.
Li Meixiang nodded, "After Mr. Song's birthday celebration, we can take Xiao Ning around Beijing for a good time, there's still a while before school starts anyway."
"Mhm," Yang Lisheng looked towards Song Yan Ning and extended his hand to gently touch her hair, his eyes tinged with a trace of heartache. This should have been the place where Xiao Ning grew up, but it was her first time here.
