Some things, once changed, are changed forever, never to be found or returned to again.
Relatives, neighbors, classmates, friends, childhood playmates—Li Xu met them all, yet after each meeting, they found nothing to say. Li Xu felt awkward, and so did the other party.
The aura of ordinariness had almost completely faded from Li Xu. Even if he sat down without a word, he distinguished himself from his surroundings and the people within them.
After dealing with the initial commotion and bustle upon his return, Li Xu gave his biological grandmother two bank cards, one declared for her younger relatives and the other explicitly for her retirement.
This elderly lady, already blind, teared up, clutching Li Xu and rambling words even she couldn't remember.
As for further requests, sorry, there were none!
Many were disappointed, yet Li Xu merely raised a toast before retreating to his old room, where he sat cross-legged to continue his daily routine of meditation.
