The flora around Nanshan estate was a stunning spectacle. Spring had kissed every petal, coaxing blossoms to bloom in vibrant hues. The gate was adorned with a breathtaking display of flowers—roses, azaleas, and peonies painted the entrance in vivid shades of reds, pinks, and whites.
The pear tree, its low-hanging branches offering a picturesque frame, swayed gently in the breeze, its leaves shimmering like green confetti.
He had been to Nanshan estate yesterday…no it had been a week…no several weeks already.
Bai Mo's mind meandered through time, recalling the frequency of his visits to the estate. There was a pang of concern as he realized the significant gap since his last visit—days melting into weeks in his absence. His brows furrowed slightly, a tinge of worry knitting his features as he pondered the unforeseen hiatus.
