It was already dark when Gu Nianbin returned home.

He looked through the car window as the iron gate slowly opened, but the lawn was empty with nobody there.

The path had been cleaned up, however, and in the grass, there were few leaves, which probably had just fallen.

The car stopped under the tree. A gust of wind swept over, and palm-sized leaves started falling, some yellow and some yellow and green, all wilted and lifeless in the dusk. Gu Nianbin ...