On this day, seeing the nice weather, Qiao Jing went out alone for a walk outside the hotel to get some fresh air.
She walked slowly along the street, watching the scenery on both sides of the road slowly recede, that familiar feeling surged in her heart once again.
For some reason, Qiao Jing had a feeling, as if she often used to take walks in this vicinity before.
This sense of familiarity grew stronger when she saw certain signs.
Such as the Romance Western Restaurant, O'Pastry Bakery, Xinglian Era Mall...
Among these, the one that felt most familiar to her was the Nantai Apartment not far away.
Just looking at the large letters "Nantai Apartment" on the exterior wall of the building, Qiao Jing felt an indescribable subtle feeling.
Every time this happened, it was as if something was about to surface in her mind, but when she tried to think about it carefully, nothing came to mind.
