It was September, and autumn was slightly cold.
In the villa halfway up the mountain, Jing Xinlei often sat on the swing chair on the balcony on the second floor, flipping through the book “Sophie’s world.”.
Only in this way could she calm her heart.
It was evening, and the setting sun stretched the shadow of the entire balcony.
Jing xinlei looked up and saw the most beautiful sunset in the sky. The corners of her mouth unconsciously curved up slightly.
Her favorite scenery every day was the setting sun and the rising sun.
The sound of a car engine approached from afar. She lowered her eyes and saw the Red Bentley that Zhong Shenghao often drove slowly approaching.
She closed the book and stood up. A sense of urgency rose in her heart.
In the past, she always watched his car drive into the courtyard calmly. But recently, she found that when she saw his car coming back, she couldn’t wait to rush downstairs!
