With two days left, Jiang Qingyu had nothing to do, so she went to sit under the Evergreen Tree.
In Qingqiu, it was spring all year round, filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers. The tip of her nose was surrounded by the scent of Evergreen Tree leaves—faint, neither pungent nor intensely aromatic, but carrying instead a hint of herbal fragrance.
Sitting beneath this tree made both body and mind relax, refreshing and delighting the spirit.
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