Chen Yi is like an untamable wild dog. Miao Jing is a stubborn bone.
Welcome to Teng City, where memory meets reality – hot, humid, and thick with shade. The air hangs heavy and sticky, mingling summer’s sour notes with the fresh yet bitter scent of lush vegetation.
The door is still that same old iron gate, the lock still that mechanical one from years past. After knocking futilely, Miao Jing’s gaze falls on a wall advertisement: “Locksmith – 10 Minutes.” The old craftsman charges one hundred yuan, casually twisting his wire in the keyhole. With a “click,” the iron door opens.
“Want to see some ID?”
“Didn’t you say it’s your own home? Never mind then.”
Carrying two enormous suitcases, having spent a sleepless night on the train, she bears faint shadows under her eyes and the lingering scent of instant noodles. Her accent marks her as non-local. The locksmith surveys her delicate features, glances at the simple furnishings inside, and then gathers his tools and leaves.
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