"If you really feel like you want to do something for me, then be kinder to the people of the Sheng family. Mayor Sheng is still clanging behind bars because of my capture. Mrs. Sheng is in poor health, Sheng Shinian is dead, and the Sheng family has collapsed. Be kind to them for me. When you sweep the tombs every year, go see Miss Sheng. Alright?"
Bo Yeyuan pressed down on the cap of his pen, gazing out of the cross-gridded window. Spring went and autumn came, winter was icy cold, and another year of blossoms began...
The world changed brilliantly, as if in the blink of an eye. The scenery outside the window remained unchanged, the roses in the yard bloomed once again, and the unmelted snow under the sunlight sparkled brightly.
Two and a half years later.
Outside the window on the snowy ground, Xiao Fentuan was wobbly running around with a dog.
Next to the bed, with the curtains pulled, from the same spot, a gentle voice resonated...
