July in Island City is not too hot, especially after five in the afternoon, when a gentle breeze caresses the face, it's the most comfortable time of the day, and Luo Ye and Luo Feng decided to simply stroll back home instead of taking a ride.
The wintergreen shrubs in the flowerbeds along the road are dripping with lushness, and the fences of the residential compounds are covered with vigorously blooming roses of light red, deep peach red, and yellow, dispersing waves of fragrance to the nose. The French plane trees are at their most luxuriant in foliage for the year, with magpies perching on the branches, occasionally bursting into joyous calls. Walking in such an environment makes one's mood unspeakably content.
Luo Feng takes a deep, satisfied breath: "Ye'er, let's go for a stroll in the evenings from now on. It's quite boring just wandering around in our courtyard!"
