"By the way, this is for you, Happy New Year in advance!"
Just about seven or eight days until the New Year, Jiang Lai took a cloth tiger out of his pocket and handed it to Cheng Lie.
"When I saw this little tiger, I thought it really resembled you, thick eyebrows, slightly fierce when you're not smiling."
Cheng Lie held the cloth tiger and then smiled slightly.
"In a few years, it'll be my zodiac year, just missing something to ward off bad luck."
Jiang Lai climbed onto the back seat, holding onto the corner of his coat, heading down a familiar road.
But this time, Cheng Lie took a path he hadn't taken before, a spacious, bustling commercial street, packed with shops and street vendors selling clothes, shoes, socks, hair accessories, jewelry, perfume, everything you could want, with crowds bustling to and fro. Cheng Lie pushed his bicycle carrying Jiang Lai forward, with many store owners greeting him along the way.
"Hello Brother Lie, who's this you're with?"
"God-sister."
