Bo Yanchen didn't ask Zhou Sheng to stop the car here. Instead, he directed Zhou Sheng to take a small road, turn a corner, and stop by a secluded cliff edge.
At the edge of the cliff, there was an old tree that felt ancient, under which sat a stone table and several stone stools, surrounded by a variety of flowers and plants.
The view was beautiful, and Tang Nuanning was attracted to it. As soon as the car stopped, she immediately pushed open the door and got out.
The fragrance of flowers mixed with the earthy scent of soil hit her, uplifting the spirits.
Looking ahead, there was a cliff with a waterfall, grass, and pebbles underneath, and the area was surrounded by blooming flowers—it was truly beautiful.
The winter climate was cold, and except for the cold-resistant wintersweet, most flowers did not bloom.
Therefore, seeing these flowers swaying in the wind was a surprise to Tang Nuanning.
