C188 Ching Ming Jia Festival

It had rained in S City for several days, and the bonsai trees on the windowsill had sprouted new buds. They said that everything was coming back to life in the spring, but now that it was close to dawn, the late sprouts finally broke through the soil, feeling like they were coming back to life.

Su Ju stood at the edge of the balcony with her hands behind her back, slightly leaning forward