7:40 p.m., Cangshou District, Red Feather Station.
Gongsun Ce jumped off the back of the white parrot, casually feeding the biochemical bird a piece of jerky.
The large bird chewed noisily, looking quite happy. Its expression reminded him of Qiluo at dinner—she acted as if it was her first meal, praising every dish incessantly, even though for convenience they had instant noodles and ready-to-eat meal packets tonight.
Should he attribute this to the aftereffects of memory loss, or was it simply the girl's nature? He couldn't say for sure and decided to set the thought aside for the time being.
He needed to help Qiluo regain her memories, and he had also agreed to assist Mr. Shiyu with his romantic endeavors. But tonight, Gongsun Ce had to deal with his own affairs first.
The young man with gray hair left the pigeon station, walking along a road on the edge of the urban area.