The moonlight was obscure. Stars twinkled.

It was cool at night in summer. Maybe it was too hot in the daytime.

There were only the chirping of cicadas and the croak of frogs, making the night more silent.

Yun Zhonghe was conscious after the rehabilitation treatment for more than one month.

Mu Qianmei had been accompanying him and taking care of him this month. He had been used to the girl's care.

Elder Wang often talked with ...