After dropping off Qiu Yunong, Lin Jiang went to the new barbecue shop.
Come to think of it, it had already been over six years since he graduated.
But in all those years, it seemed he had only been back once.
Returning here again, the past came flooding back. The memories of his vibrant youth made Lin Jiang feel somewhat sentimental.
The barbecue shop was located on Spring Rain Road, just outside the north gate of Zhonghai Business University.
This was the snack street near Shangda University, filled with all sorts of snack stalls, big and small, as well as many restaurants.
There were small eateries that competed on price and high-end restaurants where the bill per person could be several hundred yuan. The area was always bustling at night.
There were several restaurants he had eaten at during his school days that were still just as popular now.
But most of them were long gone.
