"Yuanyao, this time coming to the provincial capital, I've noticed that both you and Brother Dong have changed a lot."
On the streets of the provincial capital, Daohua, wearing a veiled hat, walked side by side with Dong Yuanyao.
Dong Yuanyao turned her head to look at Daohua: "How have we changed?"
Daohua organized her premonitions: "Brother Dong has lost a lot of weight, and you... have become much more reserved than before." Saying this, she looked directly at Dong Yuanyao, "Yuanyao, are you hiding any worries? Yesterday at the banquet, I noticed you kept getting lost in thought."
Dong Yuanyao fell silent, continuing to walk forward, and it was quite some time before she finally spoke: "Before the New Year comes around, our family might have to return to Beijing."
Daohua: "You don't want to leave Zhongzhou?"
Dong Yuanyao nodded.
Daohua: "Why?"
