Chapter 125: Killing Someone Using a Borrowed Knife?

In the rain, holding a large umbrella, Li Yu was fishing by the Mountain Pond, a place he cherished and where he had learned to swim since he was a child.

As a boy, he had once caught a very large turtle in this pond but later, Grandpa said it was not easy for a turtle to live so long, so they let it go.

After that, they never saw it again, while Li Yu was fishing by the pond, Yang Tianlong often liked to join in the fun.

Dapao didn't like the rain, so he didn't come out.

So there by the pond, Li Yu fished and Yang Tianlong set up a barbecue grill. As soon as they caught a fish, they would clean it and barbecue it right away.

The two drank rice wine by the pond, enjoying the fresh fish, under the weeping willows in the spring, with a breeze and drizzle, quietly enjoying this paradise-like life in the post-apocalypse.

The willow branches swayed in the wind, amidst the pitter-patter of the rain, mist rose from the lake, turning the scene into a heavenly realm for a moment.