Mingxi Restaurant - Capital
The scent of freshly brewed tea mingled with the rich aroma of braised meats, filling the air with warmth and comfort. The gentle hum of conversation wove through the restaurant, creating an illusion of peace—one that did little to ease the tension lingering between the two old friends.
Feng Xiangling studied Chen Xiaoting for a moment, noting the subtle changes in his face. The boy she once knew had grown into a man, his once carefree expression now edged with something unreadable.
She lifted her teacup again, her fingers lightly tracing the porcelain rim. "You've always been here," she echoed, her tone thoughtful. "Then you must have seen everything that has changed in the capital."