After studying art in Tianshan for six years, he believed that his heart had been trained as cold and ruthless as the ice of Tianshan, but whenever the shadow on the opposite side came into view, he felt that a certain empty and cold corner of his heart was filled warmth.
This woman was fiddling with the bottles again, but she was still a person who was addicted to medicine.
Birds were attracted by the smell of the herbs she was tinkering with. Outside the window, several birds of no return flew down from the top of the green pine, parked on her windowsill, and chirped.
She turned her head, grabbed a few pills that had just been prepared, sprinkled them on the windowsill, watched the birds of no return pecking the pills cleanly, and after calling her a few times, flapped their wings and flew towards the sky.
She raised her head and looked in the direction of the bird of no return, her brows were lightly curved, and a shallow smile appeared on her face.
