In the evening, the sunset clouds were a beautiful blaze across the horizon. After changing into a white shirt and blue work pants that finally looked halfway decent, Shen Weimin furtively tucked away his entire life's savings. Before his older brother could try to stop him again, he sauntered out of the family residential area, two duffel bags in hand.
"Wei Min! Shen San! Shen Weimin! Where are you going? I'm calling you!"
Shen Weimin, who was just trying to figure out where to catch a bus that would pass the department store to get him to the station quickly, finally heard someone calling his name. He turned toward the sound and saw a short young man about two meters to his left, running and waving at him.
'Who's this now?'
'He looks a little familiar, but for the moment, I just can't place him.'
"Don't you recognize me?"
