Beijing, the capital of a nation, a city steeped in history, the undeniable political and cultural center, a mega-city, with a permanent population exceeding twenty million.
It was Li Shi's first visit to this city that he had known about since childhood. As soon as his taxi left the station, he curiously observed the scenery outside the window.
The neon lights in the winter Beijing, the hustle and bustle, yet there was a sense of melancholy mixed with the bloom, for some reason, in Li Shi's first impression.
He figured that the atmosphere stemming from historical sedimentation, as well as the colder weather might be the reason for the conflicting emotions.
After a ten-minute taxi ride, he arrived at his destination. Li Shi used a scanning code to pay, then picked up his backpack. Stepping out of the car, he immediately felt the different climate from Tan Zhou - cold and dry.
Of course, he was physically robust, so such environmental changes were negligible for him.
