Fang Liang escorted the three people out of the courtyard, watching as they turned around the corner, and only retracted his gaze slowly when he could no longer see their figures.
His hand gripping the wheelchair's armrest suddenly tightened.
His heart started pounding uncontrollably once again.
The summer sunlight shone unimpeded on Fang Liang's body.
It was very hot, somewhat scorching, the burning sensation slowly rising, but it also reminded him that everything just now was real, not something he dreamed of.
No, to be precise, even things that he couldn't dream about happened vividly, even if there was only half a chance.
He slightly raised his head, looking at the azure sky, and for the first time, he discovered that the sky over Jinling City was so blue, with a flock of birds flying freely in the azure above.
Beneath the sky, green trees thrived, the roads flanked by trees full of blossoms, and the air seemed to be filled faintly with the fragrance of flowers.
