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This is not a farewell as we have not met, even though our shadows overlapped on the road like a solitary fugitive.
——Bei Dao "Tomorrow, Not"
"Yimo, I'm at Longteng Square now. Come and accompany your uncle for a walk. I'm about to head to the Northwest and might not be back for two or three months."
Two days later in the afternoon, Shu Yimo had just returned to the office when he suddenly received a call from Shu Qiang.
"Uncle?"
Shu Yimo was, of course, somewhat surprised.
After the last dining with An Zijie, the two of them had parted on bad terms, and afterward...
"Okay, send me your location, I'll head over now."
"Mhm."
Shu Qiang responded with a sound and hung up the phone, quickly sending his location to Shu Yimo.
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"Commander, we've arrived!"
The car had now slowly stopped on a parking spot by the roadside of Longteng Square, and a guard nearby promptly spoke up.
