Time is the shadow of clouds. In midsummer, Luoyun Mountain ushered in the most beautiful season of the year. From June to August every year, more than twenty species of rare birds, including black-necked cranes, bar-headed geese, and brown-headed gulls, come here to breed and thrive.
Standing here once again, Liuyun was filled with a myriad of emotions. I wonder how that red-crowned crane she once saved is doing? Would it still remember her as an old friend? The first time she came here was to walk out of the sorrow of losing her mother. She lived here for half a year, and every day, besides the mountain wind, she was accompanied by wild cranes flying in for the winter.
The years in the mountains were quiet and peaceful, and that period was wonderful. Every time she recalled it, it always gave her a feeling of unreality.
Chapter 95