By late April in Binhai, the weather had already grown somewhat hot and dry. Once the sun was up, it was best to stay in the shade.
However, on Phoenix Tail Mountain in the suburbs, the temperature was still quite pleasant. In the mornings, you could still feel a refreshing coolness.
Just past seven in the morning, Pan Lirong, dressed in a red tracksuit, was strolling alone along the forested fitness path that rose and fell with the mountain. Leaning on a single crutch, he walked at a slow, leisurely pace.
This was his habit.
Every day at this hour, he savored his time alone, exercising while lost in thought.
He had stuck to this routine for nearly twenty years, rain or shine.
Pan Lirong had made many of his most important decisions during these moments—decisions concerning his business, his family, and his life.
It's just that he used to run, but now he could only walk.
In a little while longer, perhaps he would have to rely on a wheelchair…
Pan Lirong stopped walking.
