The Yin house was still the Yin house. The Arhat pine at the door was the unchanging shape of the wind for thousands of years. New shoots grew out of the green fence at the door and were repaired flat by the garden workers. The only difference was that an unknown plant, which Shu Xin had picked up last time, spat out new buds, and a pink white flower bud appeared on the top of the plant.
Standing in front of Yin's mansion, Shu Qinxin took a long breath. After a long time, she finally came back. This was the knot that she would never be able to untie. She lived in such a peaceful life. Shu Qinxin did not want to bother Yin San. Yin San had been busy with work recently, so he did not have time to take care of Shu Shang. They seldom met each other, so she felt comfortable in such a life. It
