After having dinner at Arlin Restaurant, I strolled around the streets of Suzhou at night with Le Yao, carrying my guitar. The fallen leaves, cold wind, shadows, towering buildings, all painted the city in the hues of late autumn.

I lit a cigarette, enjoying the hazy smoke after a satisfying meal. I found myself frequently looking back at this city. It was only when I was about to leave that I realized I didn't hate it as much as I thought. In fact, I felt a bit reluctant to leave. After all, it had witnessed my youth, my life, and even my love. Here, I understood that longing for someone was loneliness. Here, I learned that if the affection between two people evolved into marriage, it was called love. If only memories remained, it was just a legend, a lonely and bitter legend.

Feeling tired, Le Yao and I sat on a bench by the street, each lost in our own thoughts. Finally, I asked her, "How about you? How have you been lately?"

Le Yao shook her head in confusion, "Same as always, not great, but I've never given up trying."

I nodded, not knowing how to respond. I understood the meaning behind her words. When she said she never gave up, she was also questioning why I had.

After a brief silence, Le Yao asked me, "What are your plans for life after returning to Xuzhou?"

I took a deep drag of my cigarette, pondered for a while before answering, "If my dad is willing to arrange a job for me at his workplace, that would be great. If not, I'll find a job myself, find a woman to spend my life with, and then wait for life's inevitable end."@@novelbin@@

"Don't plan your life so far ahead. Life is full of uncertainties, isn't it?"

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