Gu Wenyu woke up and looked at the wall. The clock was ticking.
The time was already two o'clock in the afternoon on August 5th.
At this moment, he was lying on the sofa in the living room, resting his head on the armrest, and when he looked down, he noticed a thin cotton blanket had somehow appeared on his body.
The upright fan beside him was on, the blades rotating slowly, sending a cool breeze that chased away the summer heat.
Turning to look at the window covered with a layer of moisture, the sky had cleared, though a faint damp smell still lingered in the air. A bird flew over the cables and wires, soaring towards the clear, washed sky in the afternoon sun.
The smell of cooking wafted from the kitchen.
Gu Wenyu twitched his nose and looked sideways to see Gu Qiye with an apron tied around him.
Gu Qiye was focused on washing vegetables, his face expressionless.
