Wei Jun and Wang Bo looked out the car window, reminiscing about the people and incidents of the past, their expressions inevitably caught in the throes of emotion.
Sitting in the front, Tang Kai did not comfort them. This place was not only Wei Jun's 'home', but also a place he was familiar with. However, as time flies and fortunes change, the land the Wei family managed for decades had switched hands in less than half a year. Everything felt as though they just happened yesterday, yet they were also as distant as a far-off past. Nonetheless, these memories were deeply etched in his mind.
Sometimes he took them out to look at. It was always poignant.
The atmosphere in the car was somewhat gloomy.
They moved along slowly.
After a short while,
the car entered Xin'an Town. Looking at this spontaneously emerging modern town, Wei Jun's eyes widened. Wang Bo murmured softly, "Young...Young Master, is this...real?"
"It's real." Wei Jun said in a firm tone.
