C617 Honesty(part I)

The maple leaves in the yard had turned a bit redder since he left. It had only been a little over two weeks, but being sick made it feel like ages had passed. Ren Yuanbo now sat in a chair, basking in the sun in the yard at his wife's insistence. To him, this seemed like an activity for the elderly, but he complied nonetheless.

The autumn sun wasn't harsh; it was pleasantly warm. He squinted