“Really don’t think like that. We sisters ought to be glad to see each other in Beijing. Without you, I probably wouldn’t even be here. It’s my choice.” Yes, it was my choice, after all. Beijing was only the fi rst destination of my fi rst solo trip. But I never regretted anything. The world was better, and I wished myself much better. Although Mei’s great hesitation had disturbed me like a hanging execution when I was about to take the airport bus to Guo’s, I chose what I thought was better in the end. Mei was the reason I had reached what seemed to be the edge of the city. With shame and pity, I asked a practical question, “What time is Nan’s dinner?”