When he returned to the familiar construction site once more, piled high with lumber and building materials, and looked at the massive foundational platform that was beginning to take shape, his heart finally settled.
For two consecutive days, Lin Yu'an was like a tireless machine, completely immersed in his work.
He tended to the vibrant seedlings in the greenhouse, his heart filled with pastoral tranquility.
During the long days of the midnight sun, he would start up the portable band sawmill, processing huge logs into standardized building materials for construction.
He deliberately did not think about Emily, nor about everything that happened inside that cabin.
The twenty days of nurturing flew by in busy activity.
Time reached early July.
The experiences Lin Yu'an went through in these twenty or so days felt longer than a year's worth.
