Winter night, Linjiang Mansion.
This is an upscale residential area.
In the garden, moonlight gently sprinkled, and the artificial hill and flowing water were also draped in a layer of soft silver gauze.
Not far in front of the entrance, there was also a waterside pavilion, with clear water slightly rippling under the bright moonlight, reflecting the grass, buildings, and occasionally a few fish would pop up to the surface, releasing a bubble.
If one were to walk along the main avenue of the neighborhood garden, it would require a significant detour.
Lin Chuan habitually took a shortcut.
He walked on a path paved with delicate cobblestones, flanked by tall trees and randomly planted with unknown small flowers.
The Little Landlady and he usually took this path home.
"The lights are a bit dim tonight."
As Lin Chuan walked, he looked up to see, at a familiar spot, a street lamp above a tall tree dimly on, emitting a faint light as if it could go out at any time.