When Lin Fei once again arrived in the Shicheng, she suddenly felt that no matter where she was, the place she wanted to return to the most would always be her hometown.
The Shicheng in late autumn was very beautiful. The parasol trees on both sides of the road were all covered with golden armor. The parasol tree stood straight in the wind. It was taller and straighter than before. The sunlight was unblockable, and it started jumping and playing among the branches. The autumn sunlight. It was full of elfin oddities. It passed through the trees. It peeped between the branches of the trees because of the long summer. It was refused entry.
Lin Fei looked at the city and the parasol trees on both sides. She could not help but recall the beautiful scenes that happened with Gu Yifan here.
They had been home for more than two years. The taxi had just stopped at the entrance of the house. Lin Fei looked at this familiar scene and suddenly cried.