It was getting dark, and the western sky was a vast expanse of clear red.
The sun's rays were no longer dazzling; from afar, soft and gentle, they poured down over the endless golden wheat fields of the vast plain.
The entire Yuzhou was enveloped in the sunset.
Xue Yuantong had finished eating and was lying on the lounge chair at the doorway resting, while Jiang Ning sat beside her, watching the sunset.
Gradually, the sun dipped, merging with the earth and sky, and as the last ripple of light faded, it disappeared perfectly into the night.
It was dark.
Next door, the elderly couple's doorway lit up with a yellow light, piercing the darkness anew.
Three kids ran around on the open space in front of the bungalow, their laughter afloat as if they never tired.
Aunt Gu didn't stay indoors; summer had come, and it was stuffy inside, so she stepped out to catch some fresh air and chat with the neighbors.
