The worst part about sitting under the blossoming trees is that it's easy to get buried. Shaking off the thick petals on the garland and his body, Xu Huo turned his wheelchair toward a place with fewer trees. However, the ground was covered in petals as well, making it inconvenient for the wheelchair to move, and it didn't take long to get stuck.
"Let me help you." A gentle female voice sounded from behind, and then the wheelchair began to move.
"Thank you." Xu Huo indicated to the person that she could let go.
"Let's go to the pavilion over there," the woman suggested. "There are fewer people, and the air is better."
Xu Huo did not refuse and let the woman push him over.
The woman didn't leave either; she sat down beside him, looking at the snow-like petals swirling in the park, she smiled and said, "This is the most beautiful place in the city. Whether they are men, women, or dual-gender, everyone wears a smile and forgets their worries."
Xu Huo "looked" ahead, "That's true."
