Off the bus!
Li Chen was the last one off the bus. After the bus reached Jingyang County, it was deserted, and looking up at the setting sun on the horizon, Li Chen could tell it was almost evening without a doubt.
"I wonder if those four old geezers have missed me." Li Chen smiled slightly.
The four grandpas were indeed the closest people to him. Since he had memory, he didn't know who his parents were. Until he was fifteen, he lived with the four grandpas.
That familiar village, the familiar mountains, I'm coming back soon, Li Chen spread his arms, wanting to shout with joy.
"Big brother, you're blocking my way." A childlike voice came from behind.
Startled, Li Chen turned around and saw a seven or eight-year-old kid on a bicycle, staring at him with a serious expression.
A string of crows flew overhead.
