Going Home

The days passed quickly as they occupied themselves with their own responsibilities. May came and went, and June was near its end. 

Having packed her clothing, Yan Zheke picked up her backpack and walked towards the door of her room. Before she left, she took another glance at the marked calendar behind her. 

Soon… Anyways, I'm already done with the most troublesome stuff, and all that's left is the visa… Looking away, she skipped down the stairs. 

She took Du Yan's car to the campus of Connecticut University, where the roads had a flavor of their own, surrounded by a dense mass of trees. 

As she walked on the road, the scenery came into sight. All of the sudden, Yan Zheke realized she hadn't noticed these things for a long time, because in the busy days she invested every second of her time into something meaningful.