The hustle and bustle of the city faded away.
The peace of the farm came quietly.
Even the air became fragrant and sweet.
The car stopped by the roadside.
Su Jin got out of the car and looked around. He felt relaxed and happy.
On the flower path, there were some visitors who smelled the fragrance and quietly admired the beautiful scenery immersed in the faint sunset.
Some were taking photos, some were sketching, and some were pointing at the beautiful small villa surrounded by white iron fences. Whispers and discussions could be heard.
"I seem to have seen this in a certain TV series…"
"He's independent and has his own path. What a wonderful building."
" Yes, yes. I wonder whose house it belongs to. It's really beautiful. "
"Unfortunately, the door is locked. I can't enter."
His exclamation echoed in the air.
Su Jin walked in the sea of flowers and took a deep breath. The fragrance seeped into his heart and was so sweet.
