Shan Munan added,
"Go see her, you didn't really talk to her when you came back. She seems a bit down."
Shan Mingxu scratched his head, hesitated for a moment, then turned around with a reluctant look,
"Women are troublesome."
"..."
Shan Mingxu walked past Shan Munan and headed to the backyard.
In the early summer season, the cool evening breeze seemed to brush into people's hearts...
making people feel at ease.
Fu Sheng sat on a bench in the backyard, the yard was a grassy lawn, not meticulously groomed by a gardener, just occasionally trimmed by family members to keep the grass from growing too wildly.
She wore a white dress, sitting on the bench, long hair falling on her shoulders, gently lifted by the wind.
Beside her were two crutches quietly leaning against the bench.
But she wasn't exactly quiet, humming pop songs.
Fu Sheng's voice was beautiful, like an oriole...
humming softly, each note of the song seemed to float in the air, delightful to the heart.
