At five in the afternoon, after a long day's work, the sun was ready to enter "slacking-off" mode; it shed its excitement, and its scorching light no longer intense, cooled the whole world down.
A faint vermilion illuminated the world; the evening clouds were colorful—purple, red...
Xue Chuchu gazed toward the west, holding up her phone to photograph the sky, wanting to capture this day, these clouds, this dark green wilderness.
Dongdong shrugged off screen compensation; slingshot in hand, he aimed here and there, firing a mud ball that had the little yellow dog yelping.
Dongdong roared with laughter.
Yet his gaze still occasionally strayed towards the entrance of the Xue Family house, intent on seizing that tablet to play with sooner or later.
When Yuantong was not at home, he'd simply go and take it from the house!
