"Actually, there's not much to do in San Francisco; the city's construction can't compare to our cities," Zhu Wencong strolled on the street side with Su Yanqiao.
"Their architecture truly isn't as beautiful and grand as ours, but we don't have their machinery.
I feel like this place is a world of the future, with many things I find strange; I feel very lonely here," Su Yanqiao sighed.
Zhu Wencong took Su Yanqiao to a café, knowing in his heart that the girl was homesick. The longing for home that Easterners have cannot be suppressed by anything.
Bachelors might make their home anywhere, but it's just not realistic to ask people with families to stay overseas for long periods.
"Wait for me! I'm going to use the restroom!" Zhu Wencong found an excuse to leave first.
Su Yanqiao puckered her lips and had no choice but to place an order on her own—the desserts in the West are very tasty and far superior to the unchanging sweets from the East.