The slightly tipsy breeze blew in from the edge of Erhai Lake, bringing a refreshing pleasantness to the heart;
Xu Fugui greatly enjoyed this moment. He always felt it might be because of his older age, or perhaps he lacked that youthful spirit. In any case, he was very fond of everything in this mortal world. It was like when he had just returned to the city and got into college; he always liked to sit by the university's flower beds for most of the day. Back then, right after the restoration of college entrance exams, college students were generally older, so there was no embarrassment in that. Quite the contrary, sometimes he even met a few like-minded friends, sitting together by the flower beds without chatting or talking, occasionally passing each other some low-quality cigarettes.
