Morning.
Yujing City, Subway Line 2.
It's still over an hour before the rush hour, yet the carriage feels quite empty.
Zhang Fan had deliberately taken half a day off to return to the old family home.
"I haven't been back for many years." Zhang Fan sat in his seat, lost in thought.
From as far back as he could remember until he was twelve, right before that calamity ten years ago, his family of three lived in that old house.
The old residential area in Sanqin District should count as the oldest area in Yujing City; it should have been relocated long ago, but who knows what it looks like now.
Since his father disappeared, this was the first time he took the initiative to contact someone, and it was Uncle Liu who he found. Bringing up the old house suddenly made Zhang Fan take it seriously.
"Dad... what could he have left there?" Zhang Fan wondered aloud.
Beep beep...
Just then, a soft sound came from his pocket.
