Leaving the house, Ah Xiu led He Sichen and Feng Suheng up several slopes and down a long staircase.
Seeing Feng Suheng panting as he followed behind He Sichen, Ah Xiu apologized, "If I had known, I would have taken you along another road. That way is flat but just a bit longer."
"It's okay, it's okay..."
Feng Suheng waved his hand, "Let's consider it as exercising."
No car exhaust.
No slippery moss.
Everywhere you look there are lush green trees and grass, and in the distance, you can see red and yellow fruits hanging from the trees.
Taking a deep breath, the fresh air seemed to replace the stale air in his lungs, making him feel extraordinarily refreshed.
He Sichen gazed intently at the distance.
Even without getting closer, he knew that was where they were heading.
It was as if naturally formed – a mountain hollow with a huge tree within.
The large canopy was like a giant green umbrella, covering the busy people underneath, casting a cool shade.
