The Spring Festival had just ended, and it wasn't peak tourist season, so there weren't many visitors around Fuxian Lake. The majority of people gathered in a few popular areas, making the rest even less crowded.
Zhou Li and Brother Nan pushed their bicycles along the roadside, slowly strolling and savoring the leisurely essence of springtime.
They talked about all sorts of trivial things as they walked.
「Six in the afternoon.」
Zhou Li and Brother Nan checked into a guesthouse.
A standard room.
On the second floor.
They had booked a guesthouse with a literary, boutique style, right next to the lake. Its lake-view rooms weren't cheap during this season, but not overly expensive either. The room had a huge floor-to-ceiling window and an outside balcony. Whether lying on the bed or sitting at the table and chairs on the balcony, one had a great view of the waves on Fuxian Lake. The decor inside was also beautiful.
