Nan Xiaowei's party was at three O 'clock in the afternoon, while Zhao Xu's high school dinner was probably in the evening. Fortunately, the two parties weren't far apart, so he could at least take the subway there.
But at noon, Zhao Xu was already riding his electric bike around the city that he had grown up in.
From elementary school, middle school, and high school, Zhao Xu walked past each and every school gate. He looked at the gates that were similar to what he remembered, but they were also different at the same time, and he started to reminisce about the past.
Every winter and summer vacation, when he returned to his hometown, he would come to these places for a walk. It was just that it happened to be winter and summer vacation, so he did not meet the former teachers.
This time, he had a different feeling as he looked at it. After half a year, these buildings would forever stay in his memory.
