There were no classes in the afternoon.
The weather today was very nice. The strong, dazzling sunlight shone through the balcony, casting a blinding patch of light on the living room floor and outlining the shape of the window grilles. The wind continuously lifted the corners of the curtains, making a rustling sound.
Zhou Li sat on the sofa, his head turned towards the outside, vaguely feeling the warmth of the sunlight.
He'd heard that Yan City was still experiencing a drop in temperature, getting colder and colder. Old Zhou and Aunt Jiang had already turned on their electric blankets. They also kept the air conditioner running during the day to keep their feet warm. Aunt Jiang had always been sensitive to the cold. Old Zhou had always been frail.
