Autumn had already arrived. The lush green of midsummer around the pond had withered everywhere, presenting a desolate sight.
It was rare for Jing Luo and He Shichang to have some time alone together. Bored, Jing Luo tossed small pebbles into the lotus pond, while He Shichang honestly picked them up from the ground. The moment Jing Luo's hand emptied, He Shichang immediately stepped forward to hand him more.
Finally, after throwing an untold number of pebbles, Jing Luo irritably scratched his hair. "No more throwing, no more throwing!" He then sat down directly on the ground, leaning against a nearby tree trunk.
Chapter 248