August 21st.
Jiang Ning got up early with Xue Yuantong and had some breakfast before renting a mountain bike.
Xue Yuantong, curious, asked, "Weren't we going to ride horses?"
After discussing with the bike shop owner, Jiang Ning used the classic method of offering more money, persuading him to fit the mountain bike with a comfortable rear seat.
He patted the soft seat, "Get on."
"Uh, okay then," said Xue Yuantong as she adjusted her position and obediently sat down.
Just like their trips to and from school in the past, Jiang Ning took Xue Yuantong through the unfamiliar city streets, crossing the city into the countryside roads.
In August, the grassland was an endless expanse of green, with fields on both sides retreating backward like a carpet, as if entering a fairyland.
Jiang Ning followed the road, always ascending, slowly gaining height.
From the back seat, Xue Yuantong looked around, recalling the poetry she learned, "The sky is like a dome, covering the wilderness."
