As summer passed and autumn arrived, in the blink of an eye, autumn faded into winter, and spring came again.
The cycle of the four seasons seems long, but as each day passes, by the end of the year, looking back, you find it's actually quite brief.
Three years of spring and autumn, for some people, is but a fleeting moment.
Jiang City entered the sweltering summer again. Shen Jianian got up early, changed into a yoga vest and exercise pants, and put a loose short-sleeved shirt over her vest, running two laps around the shaded paths in the villa area. Sweat soaked the strands of hair hanging at her forehead and neck, while her fair and smooth cheeks glowed with a healthy blush.
As she neared home, Shen Jianian slowed her running pace, took a tissue from her pocket to wipe her sweat, removed the wireless earbuds from her ears, and placed them back in their case.
Upon opening the door, she immediately smelled the aroma of vegetable porridge.
