As Yún Huī's figure vanished at the end of the corridor, Mùróng Zhuó and I stepped out of the house side by side.
The spring sunshine poured down like a waterfall, dazzling our eyes with a golden radiance. The gloom inside the room just now felt like an illusion, leaving only the lingering scent of osmanthus in our sleeves to remind us of the undercurrents that had just surged.
"Sunlight always comes after the storm..."
Chapter 206