C171 The coincidence of tranquility

By the time they reached peace and quiet, the setting sun had already begun to move towards the horizon. In the late autumn, the trees on both sides of the road began to wilt and fall. The golden leaves that covered the ground were soft on their feet, accompanied by the rustling of leaves. There was a biting chill in the air. Huo Lianqing was wearing a rose-red cashmere coat