65 Heart Higher than the Heavens

The night was quiet.

Lin Qian walked into the front lawn of the townhouse and the first thing she weaved through was the grape rack.

Under the moonlight, the few seedlings from last year had already grown to almost the height of her waist. The big leaves were gently swaying in the night breeze.

Next year, they should be able to climb up the tall grape rack, right?

Maybe it was because she felt solemn and at a loss that she didn't go into the house right away but rather took out her phone and took a few photos of them to keep as a memory. Then, she let out a sigh and pushed the door to enter the house.

Li Zhicheng was sitting on the sofa wearing a simple, light grey T-shirt and black sports shorts which made him look clean and sturdy. He lifted his eyes to look at her and patted the sofa lightly with his hand to gesture for her to sit next to him.

Lin Qian sat with him side by side, her focus immediately drawn by the television.