The river scenery was filled with the essence of summer, the water moving at an imperceptible pace between two huge rocks.
Lining the riverbank were lush poplar trees, their branches thick with leaves, while the ground was covered with wild grass and colorful wildflowers of indeterminate name, butterflies fluttering about.
The water was quite clear, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds above, looking like blossoms of white lotus.
Xue Yuantong jumped into the river, splashing bright droplets and wetting the cuffs of his pants.
By this time, it was after 9 a.m., and the May sun had shed its spring subtlety, becoming bold and flaunting its heat with abandon.
The cool river water brushed against the skin, bringing waves of refreshment.
Jiang Ning waited in the center of the river for Xue Yuantong, where due to the resistance of the water, she moved slowly and unsteadily, as if she could fall face-down at any moment.
