As the light faded into darkness and the evening sun slanted down, Zheng Qianyu arranged a private room at the restaurant to celebrate Shen Hua's return and cleanse her of the dust of travel.
Shen Hua gave her face, sitting by the window, gazing out.
The street vendors followed suit and left, the surroundings grew quiet, while the fireworks and willow lanes of Fengzhou City became lively with bright lights and revelry.
"You're not planning on leaving again now that you're back, are you?"
Shen Hua pondered and said, "I will leave."
Zheng Qianyu paused and then, without asking any further, refilled her cup.
"Fine, it's not like we have a particularly good relationship anyway. When you get married to that miner, and I get married too, we'll probably never see each other again. Without you flitting before my eyes, out of sight, out of mind."
Shen Hua curled her lips slightly: "You seem pretty confident about yourself."
"You—"
