The car slowed down and pulled over at a quiet old street in the south side of the city.
Zhang Zian and his two cats jumped out of the car.
Before China claimed independence, the south side of Binhai City was the flourishing downtown area. Many of the foreign embassies and offices were set up there. Now, most of the buildings had turned into memorial halls or museums. The street where they stood was next to the old embassy street and it looked exactly the same as it had decades ago. London planes were planted alongside the road. The golden leaves were as big as a palm. Some of them were on the ground as bright as gold.
Today was a nice day. It was cold and cloudy in the morning but it turned sunny at noon. The sunlight went through the branches and landed on the ground and the top of the car.
"What a nice day!" Zhang Zian murmured to himself, "A good day for a walk."