It's Good to Be Young

It was December, which meant winter in Jinling.

The red and yellow leaves that once covered the mountain had fallen to the ground. However, far away in the distance, the green taiga forests still thrived.

Because this mountain was close to Lu Zhou's house, he liked to put on his sports clothes and come here for a run.

This was like his back garden. He knew this place like the back of his hand. The only people who knew this place better than him were probably the security members who were responsible for his safety…

"I think the attendees of the conference organized a mountain biking event, why didn't you go with them?"

Faltings: "Why would an old man like me hang out with those young folks?"

Lu Zhou said, "I'm a young folk."

Faltings went silent for a second and said, "Right, I totally forgot."

Lu Zhou: "…"