"Where are we going next?"
The sounds of the sea tide got quieter, and Zhuang Xiaodie asked this question.
In fact, Zhang Zian couldn't determine where he really wanted to go, but he always felt that as long as he kept going, he would definitely be able to go to where he wanted to go and see the people he wanted to see.
So he just vaguely replied, "It's just ahead—not too far away."
Regarding the place in Binhai that was the most beautiful in autumn, besides the hidden foggy mountains in late autumn, the old street between the Dongcheng and Nancheng Districts was a good place that only the old Binhai residents knew about. Before the liberation, there had been several foreign consulates and offices. Almost all the streets had had Western-style architectural buildings. Today, there were still normally-operating churches. Thus, the area had become a place to hold weddings and cosplays and for couples to take a stroll.
