In the blink of an eye, it was already the weekend.
Since the matter was finally resolved, she originally planned to go back earlier, but the change in the itinerary was so last minute that there was no plane ticket left. Therefore, Dongfang Liuyun could only wait to rush back on Monday.
The morning in City C was very pleasant and beautiful as the sun shone faintly and the breeze was very cooling. There was also the mild and elegant fragrance of orchids.
When Dongfang Liuyun opened the window to look at the scenery, she could vaguely hear a melodious flute playing from outside the window. The melody sounded very familiar as it was a classic: "The Sound of Silence".
She subconsciously followed the sound, which led her to discover a few elderly people sitting by the lake not far ahead, and some of them were playing the flute. Meanwhile, the young florist had already started to work hard on the flat and clean path by the side.