An artist wanted to go to the 798 Art Zone, so we went there after work. It was the first time that I had been there at night. I modeled there when I was young. I still remember, the workshop didn’t have money to pay me, so the designer just made a Cheongsam for me. This time it was a little bit unfamiliar, especially as my eyesight is not very good at night. I said “I'm very sorry. You asked me to show you around but I don't know many places except the place that I work and the place where I live.” Same as Zhou Bangyan, I call myself “a tired and weary visitor in the capital”. We arrived there eventually. Of course it was not as astounding and cool as before. But she still took pictures. At the end, she took a picture of both of us. I sent the photo to my mother, she asked many questions, then I started to understand Hong Yi’s “At the brink of the sky, at the corners of the earth, my familiar friends wander in loneliness and far from home, One more ladle of wine to conclude the little happiness that remains; tonight my dreams of parting leave me cold.”