A Conversation in the Flower-Sea Courtyard

An overly comfortable stability never changed.

People always had to endure, suffer, and be tormented before they could feel the exhilarating release when it all ended. Like when you had been hungry for days,

and were finally given a plate of braised pork ribs. Or when you had been single for twenty years and finally—cough, cough, cough.

That comparison was not very accurate.

At this moment, Fang Ran experienced that refreshing release after being suppressed for so long, covering his face as he laughed through tears of emotion.

Oh heavens, I finally don't have to watch English Level 4 Vocabulary Explanation anymore.

Although his relationship with "Yi Mo Duo" had eased considerably, the price he had paid was truly steep. Fang Ran felt that even without watching the videos, his head was now filled with abandon, abandon, abandon.

Eh! Does that mean I might pass Level 4 this semester!?

In the lofty October skies, the high temperatures in Beijing, Huaxia, finally began to fade a little. In a world of clear blue skies filled with wind,

there was finally a hint of still-immature coolness.

It passed through bustling skyscrapers and swept across the grand city, sending a refreshing breeze over the people who had finished September's work and daily life, lifting the ends of their hair.

That naturally included a certain magical idiot who, in September, had moved to Beijing to become an outstanding student at a prestigious university, seized a business opportunity during scorching military training and made a fortune, then happened to travel through Northern Europe and visit the Arctic,

before finally wrecking his own meridians and ending up paralyzed in a hospital bed, watching English Level 4 Vocabulary Explanation for a whole week.

But after having his bandages removed this morning, he could finally get out of