The weather was getting hotter, and the people of the Capital had shed their woolen sweaters and put on lighter sportswear. The sunshine felt neither cold nor warm on their skin.
Saturday was cloudy, making it perfect for mountain climbing, and there was even a breeze in the morning which made it cooler.
The temple Liang Lu talked about was on the mountain, which was not very high. If you climbed the steps, it only took ten minutes. But since Lan Ning's leg was injured and she had to go up in a wheelchair, someone had to carry her.
Liang Lu initially wanted to have Lu Qing and some other guys carry Lan Ning. It was not until that day she realized that Tan Rou had already made arrangements, so there was no need for Lu Qing and others to exert themselves.
"An automatic stair-climbing wheelchair?" Liang Lu squatted down to examine the wheelchair that looked very sophisticated, "Tan Rou, you didn't make this, did you?"
