Today is the day Lian gets discharged. Xiao Lin had asked for leave from the school hospital. There was still some time before the appointed hour. He nestled on the sofa; the renovation of the living room, that had been pierced by bullets, was nearing completion.
The grumbling landlord had come several times, not saying much, but the complaint on his face was unmistakable. As long as they didn't take back the house, those negative emotions could be ignored. After all, it was a short distance to the school hospital from here, and he was unwilling to spend all his time on the road. Besides, his insomnia was severe; Xia Xue couldn't withstand it and went to the farmhouse, making the nights without her company unusually uncomfortable.
