Spring blossomed, and the branches turned green, emitting the breath of spring everywhere. Jin Mo walked the streets, intoxicated by the scent of damp earth that signified the season of renewal.
Shen Hongyi had called to ask about her situation, and her voice was filled with joy, her lips upturned, "I'm doing very well. I've found a very easy job, and I'm with Tang Yan now; you don't have to worry about me."
There was silence on the other end before he said, "Then I wish you happiness, and when you have time, come to the Capital to see me."
"Do I still have to come and see you? Didn't you say you'd be able to return to Ningjiang in two or three years? By then, we could see each other often." Jin Mo could sense the sadness in Shen Hongyi's voice, but she deliberately pretended to be lighthearted.
