Hotel room.
Qin Zhaoyang stood on the balcony, arms resting on the railing, watching this city that was both familiar and unfamiliar.
So many years have passed, and the city is now full of skyscrapers, vastly different from the city of his youth.
"Mr. Qin!" Julie walked over softly, "Were you looking for me?"
"Yes!" Qin Zhaoyang straightened up, "The day after tomorrow, I'm going back to M Country, please book me a plane ticket."
"Is Madam going with us?" Julie asked.
Qin Zhaoyang turned his face, looking at the closed door of the master bedroom, then after a moment withdrew his gaze, "No, I'm going back alone. Please go to the hospital again and get more days of medication for me."
"Alright, I'll arrange it right away." Julie nodded and turned to leave the room.
Qin Zhaoyang stood on the balcony for a while longer, finally turning back softly to the front of the master bedroom door, gently pushed it open.
