The Capital, Liuhai Lane.
It was summer. The walnut trees stood and provided shelter with a canopy of leaves. Shi Xuejin sat under a walnut tree with a book in his hand.
He read very slowly. He flipped the page after a very long time. People would think that he was spacing out instead of reading.
"Can that route really be walked on?" Nie Ting, who was beside him, casually asked.
"There's no answer. You will only know if you walk down that path," replied Shi Xuejin calmly.
"What if there is no answer?" Nie Ting looked at him.
"Nothing in this world definitely has an answer." Shi Xuejin laughed.
This was a lonely path. He treated this world as a massive problem. He would slowly find parameters and work out a possible answer to the problem.
It might be wrong. It might be correct. But these were not important.
