One day later.
The flying car streaked across the sky, the metropolis towering and bustling, red lanterns and colorful banners from the New Year swaying in the wind by the roadside.
A young man in black stood in the square of the high-speed rail station, with two figures standing behind him.
"Well, I'm leaving, Xiao Feng."
"Brother Cao Tong, Sister Xiao Yun, thank you both."
Chen Yun, dressed in a white down jacket, smiled and waved goodbye, dragging a suitcase as she departed.
Chen Feng nodded, and beside him, both Cao Tong and Lin Xiaoyun responded with smiles.
The wheels of the suitcase made a noise as they rolled across the square, indicating she left together with Jiang Weiwei.
"It seems Sister Yun is quite busy as well, hardly making it back for a visit."
Cao Tong remarked with some sentiment, while Chen Feng stood still, his expression calm, silently watching the silhouette of his relative entering the station and leaving.
