C108 Go and Support the Scene

The man’s hand, initially resting quietly on his lap, slowly moved to the armrest of the wheelchair. He stared intently at the woman in the art gallery, responding absentmindedly to Gu Zhuohua's question, “Hmm.”

The sound seemed almost accidental. The woman leaned in closer to Rong Qin, her breath lingering near his ear. Her voice was as melodious as a songbird, carrying a hint of joy and calm