Fu Huai'an looked down at the bluestone road, which showed an obvious gradient under his feet. The shadows of the buildings on both sides were different from each other because of the sunshine…

The shadows sometimes enveloped Fu Huai'an and Lin Nuan, and they sometimes exposed his shoulder to the sunshine. Even Fu Huai'an's dark eyes flickered, which made people unable to see the look in his eyes.

"I was going to take good care of Grandma in her old age, but she died while I was on duty!" Fu Huai'an hooked his lips. "Later, I found my grandmother's nephew and learned where her grave was. Maybe it's because I want to repay my debt, but I often come to the couple's house. One way or another, whenever I come to Jincheng, I will come here," Fu Huai'an said simply.

Lin Nuan grasped Fu Huai'an's large hand and didn't speak. She tried hard to pass the warmth of her palm to his.

Because it wasn't the osmanthus blooming season, every door of the small courtyards was closed. The vines on the