Eight hundred and ninety-eight inexplicable threats
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It was at dawn.
The plane slowly touched down on the runway that belonged to him.
At that moment, Gu Chen's mind became instantly serene.
He looked at the scenery outside the aircraft, feeling familiar yet somewhat strange.
It seemed as if he had gone out and couldn't quite recognize the place where he now found himself.
Even his face bore a hint of bewilderment.
As if he couldn't make out exactly where he was.
Not until he descended from the plane and entered the airport.
Only when he heard the familiar voices around him, tinged with a slight dialect, did he feel the taste of home.
When in Haicheng, he thought that Haicheng was really nice and prosperous.
Let alone now, even years later, Haicheng would undoubtedly be one of the top places.
This was something that Gu Chen deeply envied.
But home is after all home.
No matter how flourishing Haicheng was, it lacked the word 'home'.