The Ghost of a Woman
Editor: Larbre Studio
The rain lasted from the day before till the next morning, without pausing or dwindling. It washed away the dust in the air and brought a cool, fresh breeze.
As the days got colder, people started wearing thicker clothes on their way to work. Some even donned cotton-padded clothes. More cars were appearing on the roads. Meanwhile, in the Lu Estate, Ye Shuyun was holding onto Lu Jin's sleeves, so weary that she couldn't get her fingers to work.
Lei Qingyi pulled Lu Jin closer and whispered,
"Uncle, we can't let Aunt go on like this. Should we get Doctor He to give her a prescription?" Ye Shuyun was tense like a taut bowstring these days. If that string snaps, it won't be long till her body collapse as well. That would be too much of a blow for any of them, in their current state.