From childhood to the present, Uchiha Yuka had walked home alone only twice: the first time was when she met Songfei as a child, and the second time was right now.
She walked slowly along the riverbank toward the village. The closer she got to the village, the slower her pace became, until finally she was crawling along as slowly as a turtle. She finally came to a stop, facing the riverbank, her unfocused gaze fixed on a fresh green shoot that had just sprouted beneath her feet.
The afterglow of the setting sun spilled across the surface of the river, casting a golden reflection. The willow trees along both banks swayed in the spring breeze, budding with emerald-green twigs.
Chapter 87