Jiang Nianyan returned to City C that year. In fact, she hasn't been back for several years. She has moved to the capital since she was admitted to college, but she has never been willing to sell her house in City C. The small studio she had used when she was sixteen years old had not been used for a long time and had fallen a lot of dust. The bright light let in the shadows of the leaves of the sycamore trees outside the window, casting a shallow gray light and shadow on the wall.
