By the time they arrived, Shi Yuwei seemed to have come fully back to life. She excitedly pointed out all sorts of things along the way, introducing them to him. She said she had eaten this before, and that one too.
Before long, she pointed at a fork in the road. "Right there. Turn in, and we'll be at my home."
"Alright." Shi Tiexin slowed down, turned the vehicle, and headed down a narrow side road.
He found that this side road was extremely secluded.
It led toward the muddy flats by the lake. The farther they went, the more remote it became, and the narrower the path grew. The reeds on either side were more than two meters tall; even when Shi Tiexin stood straight, he could not see what lay beyond them. It did not look like a place where people lived year-round.
After going a little farther, they unexpectedly arrived at a dilapidated... fishing village?
Was this a fishing village?
There were several antique-style wooden cabins, a small square overgrown with weeds, a few little pavilions that looked as though they had once sold tickets or food, along with broken nets hanging up and old boats dragged ashore.
This place seemed to have every kind of random junk imaginable, except people.
Shi Tiexin said in surprise, "Your old home is here?"
Shi Yuwei gave a foolish little laugh. "This is our family's resort. There are fun things everywhere."
"Your family ran a resort?" Shi Tiexin looked around. "Why isn't it operating now?"
"We didn't have the energy to manage it anymore. Now it's only kept as a memento." A familiar voice reached his ears. Shi Tiexin turned toward a pavilion and saw someone flip open its cover with a clatter from inside, turning it into a food