Xizeer said calmly, "Beitang."
Beitang Qing smiled and nodded, "So you are Xizeer. You really do look a lot like your father. It's been a long journey, come on, get in the car. If it weren't for Yinghan needing to stay in bed, she would have come herself."
Ming Mei took Xizeer and got into the car.
She said to Xizeer, "This is where your mother lived in her early years, when she was young, she was here."
Xizeer looked at the twinkling lights outside.
All big cities are similar, especially at night, you can't really tell the difference.
The only difference, perhaps, is that... UC's summer is a bit cooler than the Empire's summer.
Beitang Qing looked at Xizeer, this child is very quiet, with deep-set eyes and a calm and steady gaze, neither rushed nor arrogant. He's still so young, yet Beitang Qing feels he can't quite see through this young boy.
