At 4:35 PM, the plane landed at Beicheng Airport.
In the airport parking lot, there was a Maybach parked, the same one Qu Mo drove to pick up Fu Jichen the evening he returned from Switzerland. Later, when they flew to Jiang City, the car was left there.
It's been windy in Beicheng lately, leaving a layer of dust on the car body.
As they were nearing Yunding Palace, Fu Jichen, who had been resting with his eyes closed in the back seat, opened them and looked out the side window at the familiar scenery, feeling that everything had changed.
There was no longer someone at home waiting for him, someone who would look at him with gentle eyes when he opened the door and came in, giving him a smile.
Fu Jichen closed his eyes again, as if unwilling to face reality, his hand resting on the inner pocket of his suit, where a wallet held her photo.
The gate of the villa's fence opened, and the Maybach slowed down as it drove in, stopping under the porch.
