The warmth of the sun fell on every corner of the small courtyard. As usual, Master Shao sat in a white rocking chair for a short rest. The early autumn sunshine was the most pleasant, warm and moist. It was just enough to dispel the chill of autumn.
The rocking chair rocked slowly and rhythmically.
A furry maroon kitten was lying on the armrest, squinting its eyes and showing the same look of enjoyment.
This kitten was a stray cat which was fed twice by Master Shao. Since then, it hung out in the courtyard, refused to leave, and behaved like it owned half of this place.
"Master Shao is really relaxed."
Hong Rongyan unexpectedly appeared in the courtyard doorway. He wore a black overcoat, possessed an exquisite and melancholic appearance, and had a vermillion mark painted on his glabella. He looked like a person from a framed painting.
