The guard didn't say anything, just waved his hand to let the carriage in. He thought to himself: "I knew you wouldn't be satisfied. You say 'thank you' verbally, but who knows what you're thinking about me."
The carriage dropped the three off at the entrance of the small courtyard and left.
As Zhang Xiaohua stepped down from the carriage, he looked at the familiar outer door and felt a wave of emotion. Time had passed so fast, and everything had changed. After only a few months, he had many feelings about his time here. When he first arrived, he was like a child surrounded by strangers. In one month, he went in and out the door countless times and practiced many stances on the vacant lot next to the outer door. Then he went out for several months and came back injured. Life was unpredictable.
