C402 How Can a Prodigal be Turned Back

Warm sunlight poured through the gaps in the leaves and onto the alloyed bridge, painted over.

At first glance, it looked like it was made of wood, and beneath it was water that was lightly rippled by the breeze. The cool wind blew through every corner, creating an outrageously fresh air.

Jiang Yan'er leaned her head against a wooden pillar beside her, closed her eyes and took a deep breath