After three days of rain, the sun, which had been recuperating for three days, finally revealed its round face. Perhaps it knew it had been cooped up for too long, for today's sky offered not a single cloud to entertain it.
Cloudless skies with brilliant sunshine!
Atop the small city wall of Mei Village, two reclined chairs leaned against each other, facing the proud sun, swinging gently together.
Blind Bei loved sunbathing and was infinitely fascinated by this act. Zheng Fan thought that perhaps the fierce sun gave him the illusion of warming his icy heart.
However, in any era, not having to rush around in the scorching sun, nor having to fret about life, but simply sitting there, feeling the peace and tranquility of time—that is a very enjoyable thing.
"My lord, by my calculations, A Ming and the others should be able to return by tomorrow morning at the latest."
"Mmm, my transfer papers should be coming soon too."
