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Chapter 1273 If you still recognize me, then answer me!

The bullet fired many years ago hit them right between the eyebrows, and it took them a long time to recover. Most of them were children from ordinary families in other places, and they had never seen most of the things they read in their Chinese textbooks back in school.

Baotu Spring, Sun Moon Lake, Little Stone Pool, Peach Blossom Pool (a gift to Wang Lun), Stork Tower, Huangshan Mountain with its strange rocks, Xishuangbanna during the unforgettable Water Splashing Festival, Lushan Mountain with its waterfalls, West Lake (compared to Xi Shi), Zhaozhou Bridge, Baidi City (starting early), Guilin (the best scenery under heaven), Dongting Lake (looking towards Dongting), Leshan Giant Buddha (now often jokingly referred to as a ride), Lesser Khingan Mountains, Yuanmingyuan (a relic of a century of humiliation), Five-Colored Pond, Terracotta Army, the Qiantang River during the tide-watching, Venice (with its gondolas), Yellow Crane Tower, and so on.

It turns out that so many beautiful scenes were hidden in the Chinese textbooks we learned in elementary school. However, at that time, we could only learn about them and imagine them through the textbooks. When we actually saw the scenery described in the elementary school textbooks after growing up, we realized how shocking it was and felt even more admiration for the authors who wrote those articles and poems.

These landscapes can be found all over the world, and even some are from overseas. Some are fictional, but even now, children from ordinary families like theirs rarely get to see them. Only children from unique geographical locations who live near these attractions can learn a little about them from a young age.

Take the Great Wall where they are now, for example. Most of them are here for the first time, and they are reciting the poem by the great man, just like them. It turns out that many people have the same feeling as them.

Are they tired? Very tired, but they still made it through. After all, they'd come all this way, and they wanted to see it through to the end.

After descending the Great Wall, Lao Zhao hesitated, but Lin Mo didn't give him a chance to speak. He dragged him around to various tourist attractions in the capital. There were many attractions, and they saw as many as they could. Tiananmen Square, Yuanmingyuan, Forbidden City—the group transformed into special forces soldiers, not seeking to see everything in detail, but simply to check off landmarks and collect information.

They ate it all up, and it wasn't until it was dark that everyone returned to the hotel, looking exhausted, without even having time for dinner.

After Chuanmei and Director Wang couldn't take it anymore and went back to their rooms to sleep, he patted Lao Zhao on the shoulder and laughed, "One more night won't make a difference. Let's have a good meal tomorrow morning!"

Hearing this, Lao Zhao smiled and nodded. He knew that the three of them were reluctant to part and wanted to keep him as long as possible. After all, many people have said that classmates, especially college classmates, are often people you may never see again after graduation.

How many people, on their last day before graduation, make solemn promises at their farewell dinner that they will stay in touch and get together at least once a year? But how many of them can actually keep that promise?

Everyone faces new challenges, new lives, and makes new friends. It might be possible for a year or two, but as time goes by, these college friends will eventually go their separate ways. Perhaps many years later, you will suddenly realize that you haven't spoken on the phone for a long time.

"Okay, see you tomorrow?" Old Zhao said with a smile.

Lin Mo nodded: "See you tomorrow!"

The two returned to their respective rooms. The day's rapid movement, reminiscent of special forces, had left everyone physically and mentally exhausted. Wang Chu and Chuan Mei even fell asleep shortly after returning.

Lin Mo then called Miss Yuan to inquire about the progress before finally going to sleep with peace of mind.

That night, the four of them had fewer worries and fell into a deep sleep due to their excessive physical exertion. After all, it was their last night, and they didn't want to be sad because of parting.

The next morning at 10:00 AM, the four of them finished washing up and appeared at the hotel entrance. After a night's rest, all four of them had recovered a lot of energy.

The Sichuan girl seemed a bit listless, and her legs were wobbling.

"Alright, stop crying. Let's go. There's a dumpling restaurant not far away. They serve dumplings on the bus and noodles on the way out. Let's have dumplings for all four of us today!" Lin Mo said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Old Zhao nodded and smiled, "Alright, it's my treat today, let's all have a meal together!"

After saying that, the four young men immediately set off and went to a dumpling restaurant not far away. They each ordered a plate of dumplings and started showing off.

Even the Sichuan girl, who has the smallest appetite, was wolfing down her food. Well, what could they do? They hadn't eaten dinner last night.

"Guys, I don't want to ruin the atmosphere, but I have to go," Old Zhao said in a deep voice without looking up as he stuffed dumplings into his mouth.

Upon hearing this, the previously playful banter at the dinner table suddenly fell silent.

After a long silence, Lin Mo broke the silence first and said with a smile, "Hey, it's okay, it's not like we'll never see each other again. Just like you said, all good things must come to an end. With transportation so convenient now, and the few of us having so much free time, we can always see each other if we want to."

"Yes, yes, yes, Lao Mo and I are rich and have plenty of free time. He's financially independent, he's married to a rich woman, and he'll be spending his life eating, drinking, and having fun. As for me, I work in social media, and I might have to travel all over the country in the future. When we come to your hometown, you'll have to treat us well!" the Sichuan girl said with a smile.

Director Wang nodded: "Of course, I'm working for Chuanzi now, as his personal photographer and driver. We'll bring Lao Mo with us, and maybe we can even stay at your place for a few months!"

"Of course, once I've fully recovered and you all arrive, I must arrange some of our local specialties. Next time, I'll personally make the braised goose in an iron pot for you!" Old Zhao said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the four exchanged a smile, then each lowered their heads to eat. Suddenly, Director Wang took out a photo frame from his satchel, placed it in front of Old Zhao opposite him, and said with a simple smile, "Keep this as a souvenir!"

Old Zhao took a closer look and saw that the photo frame contained a picture of the four of them climbing the Great Wall yesterday, which was taken by Director Wang with a Polaroid camera.

Seeing this, Old Zhao picked it up and examined it with great delight, unable to suppress the smile on his face. He couldn't help but exclaim, "It's really nice!"

Lin Mo: "Turn it over and take a look!" Hearing this, Lao Zhao turned the album over and looked at the back. He saw that the back of the album also had a photo, which was a group photo of the four of them in the dormitory before going out to eat when they first started college.

In an instant, Lao Zhao's eyes reddened. This man from Northeast China, who was originally the strongest among the four in the dormitory, had now become the one who cried the most.

Lin Mo: "Let's finish what we started! You were the last one to arrive back then, so this time you'll be the first one to leave!"

Sichuan Girl: "We are in this photo frame, the same one we were four years ago and the one we were when we graduated. If we ever encounter any difficulties in the future, we can take it out and look at it. We're all here for you!"

Upon hearing this, Old Zhao remained silent for a long time before sighing, "A year ago, love left me, but I didn't die because friendship held me up. Thank you!"

The three of them didn't say anything, they just kept eating. Their stomachs would eventually be full, and when all four of them couldn't eat anymore, they put down their chopsticks together.

Then Lao Zhao ran to the front desk to pay the bill. When he came out of the dumpling restaurant, he looked up at the sky and couldn't help but complain, "It's cloudy again. It seems that today is really not a good day. Rainy days are always accompanied by farewells!"

Hearing this, Lin Mo shook his head: "No, it's not that simple. They say there's a rainbow after the rain. The farewell of those who are still alive is the second most romantic thing in the world, because every farewell is followed by a reunion, and reunion is the most romantic thing in the world."

Take care of yourself!

Old Zhao nodded: "Okay! I'll be going then?"

The three nodded and looked at Lao Zhao with meaningful smiles. Lao Zhao was a little confused by their smiles, but he still turned around. However, he was stopped after taking only two steps. He saw an old Volkswagen Bora parked in a parking space next to him.

After a three-second pause, he rushed forward and examined the car closely, unable to move an inch.

Seeing this, Lin Mo stepped forward and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

"Hey? Whose car is this?" Old Zhao asked uncertainly.

Upon hearing this, the Sichuan girl shook her head: "I don't know, what's wrong with the brand from your hometown, Heilongjiang Province?"

Old Zhao: "Why does this car look so much like the Bora that my dad passed down to me, which I sold last year?"

Wang Chu crossed his arms and laughed, "Really? What a coincidence!"

Old Zhao nodded, somewhat uncertain himself, and said, "Yes, I think so too, but look at the scratches on the back door, I made them last year, the location hasn't changed, and even the license plate is the same as my old car. Could it be that after I sold the car, someone else used the license plate?"

After saying that, he continued to touch the car body, leaning over the window and using his hand to block the sunlight as he looked inside.

Seeing this, Chuanmei couldn't help but laugh and said, "So what if it is your car? Lao Mo is driving a Mercedes now. I have a Cadillac and a Maybach. Although Director Wang doesn't have a car, his studio has a tank, which belongs to Sister Yuan. He drives it often. If you're willing, I'll give you that Maybach. Why do you still want that beat-up Bora!"

Hearing this, Old Zhao shook his head: "How can that be the same thing? No matter what, you can't forget your roots. Although it's not a luxury car, my dad used to drive it to work, haul goods, and support his family. Later, it was passed down to me. I drove that car with Xiao Xu. We didn't have any money, and life was tough but happy. This car has witnessed it all!"

As he spoke, Old Zhao touched around and continued, "Those were good times. We worked from dawn till dusk every day, and sometimes after get off work I would drive for a ride-hailing service to earn some pocket money to buy her fruit. We were always there for each other, rain or shine, and we were never left behind."

Later, when Xiao Xu had his accident, I was in a hurry to sell it. This truck was young when I was young; it had carried my family and Xiao Xu, but some of those people are no longer here!

At this point, Old Zhao rubbed his eyes hard with his hand, then patted the car body and muttered, "Old friend, if you still recognize me, just say hello!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the car lights, which had been silent, suddenly flashed.

With a beep, Lao Zhao froze for a moment, then turned around abruptly and saw that Chuanmei was holding a car key in her hand.

His three old friends looked at him with smiles.

(End of this chapter)