About half an hour later, Mengmeng and the others got off the station.
What met their eyes was the azure sky, motionless white clouds, red brick tile houses, quaint siheyuans, and the small alleys filled with climbing roses.
"What a beautiful place." Tong Mo, unable to help herself, jumped up and tugged at the rose vines on the wall as she walked.
"No matter how beautiful, it's pointless. I heard from my dad that this area is about to be demolished. See those siheyuans over there? Aren't they all torn down?" Lu Zichen threw cold water on the idea and pointed towards a place several hundred meters away, gesturing for her to look.
Turning her head to look, Tong Mo saw that indeed, the houses in the distance had all been knocked down, and the walls that hadn't been demolished were also marked with large "Demolish" characters.
"Then Mengmeng, will your and Gu Zhihan's homes also be torn down?" Tong Mo, turning her head back, hurriedly asked Luo Mengmeng with concern.
