"Everything went well, it's finally over!" Wendy breathed a sigh of relief when she called Sophia in the evening.
"You are a famous figure now." Sophia was also teasing Wendy.
"There is no way. If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. Since we have decided to do this, there is no way out." Wendy was still so chic and calm, but it could also be heard on the phone that she was very tired. "You know, my glory in front of others also belongs to you, but it's just inconvenient for you to show up."

"Why are we talking about this? Go take a hot bath and take a rest. I hear your voice is a little hoarse." Sophia said softly, urging Wendy to take a rest.
Then the two said good night to each other and hung up the phone.
Michael stayed in the hospital for a few days and was discharged. Since Sophia's hand was still injured, Michael originally proposed going home. But Sophia really didn't want to go back to the old castle and go to jail, so she proposed visiting nearby lakes and natural parks. This season is perfect for traveling!
Seeing that Sophia was very insistent, Michael finally agreed.
"What do you think?" Michael asked while drinking tea.
"No. But since I'm out on a trip, I always have to walk around and take a look. And since Peter is here, I believe he is more experienced and will make arrangements." Sophia shrugged and then turned her attention to Peter.

"Okay, then let me take over this difficult task." Peter looked helpless, but he couldn't hide the smile on his lips.
The wind picked up, and the trees outside the villa rustled. The afterglow of the setting sun casts the shadows of the trees on the wooden floor of the living room, swaying and extending in mottled patterns. The scented candles in the alcoves inside the room glowed with warm yellow light, and the aroma of lilies mixed with cocoa filled the entire room.
Everyone just sat on the soft sofa, drank tea, ate grapes and snacks, and didn't talk.
‘Ding——’ Michael’s mobile phone received a text message. He frowned slightly and picked up the phone, seemingly unhappy that the tranquility was broken. I don't know who the text message was from, but his expression changed from relaxed to serious and indifferent, and then he looked at Peter, and then the two of them left the living room.

Sophia was curious about what was going on, but she never turned around to look at Michael or ask. If he didn't tell her, she wouldn't seem qualified to ask. But from the corner of her eye, she seemed to feel Michael looking at her. Could it have something to do with her?
At night, Sophia went to bed early, but the light on the bed desk in Michael's room was on. He was sitting facing the window, looking at the moon in the sky, the scattered stars, and the branches swaying in the wind. He was sitting upright like that, his back was broad but very lonely. The tea on the small tea table next to him has gone cold, and his glasses are lying quietly beside him.
It was almost three o'clock in the night. His body rose and fell, then he stood up and went to bed to sleep. Yes, he sighed and turned out the light. What was he thinking when he looked at the dark night? What is he sighing about?
During breakfast the next day, Peter took out the more interesting attractions in the surrounding area that he had found. Michael yawned and took the iPad from Peter, then passed it to Sophia.
"You make your choice, it's all up to you." Michael's voice was not clear when he spoke, and his overall mental state was slightly lacking.
Sophia took the iPad and said, "Did you not sleep well last night? Does your head still hurt? It feels like your voice is hoarse." Sophia subconsciously asked this question, and she was a little surprised.
"It's okay, it doesn't matter." Michael was also a little surprised by Sophia's greeting. He looked at him and answered slowly, "How's it going? Where do you want to go?"
Sophia slid the iPad screen, thinking about her broken hand, and planned to visit several places in the city or suburbs. After all, if something unexpected happens, it’s not easy to get medical treatment at the corner of the mountain.
"Why don't you go to this natural park in the West Town District? The anemone flowers are in full bloom this season. I think this aerial photo is very good," Sophia said, and pointed to The West Fence Park.
"Sophia is right. Anemones, Sedums and asters are in full bloom this season. And I heard that there is a temple on the top of the mountain, and everyone likes to go there to pray." Peter looked at the park that Sophia pointed to. Added on the side.
"What are you asking for?" Michael asked.
"Most people in the world want the same things. Wealth, health, a good marriage, etc." Peter said slowly beside him.
"That's right, there are too many injustices in the world, and people also need to find a place to vent their dissatisfaction." Sophia looked at her hands and then at Michael's head, "Let's come here today! Go and beg. Wish you good health and luck!”
Michael couldn't help but smile softly when he saw Sophia's voice suddenly rising and her eyes widening in a serious way. "Okay. Peter, please arrange a car and driver."
After driving for an hour, we arrived at Xili Park. Because it was a working day, there were not many people. The planning of the park is pretty good, with many trails, and the grassland for camping and picnicking is separated from the flower garden. There are even sightseeing trains or self-driving two- and four-seater trams. This way, visitors can enjoy the beauty and tranquility of the park!
Michael and Sophia thought for a while and decided to rent a tram. Considering that Sophia's hand was injured and Michael's glasses were not good, he still chose the four-seater. Peter and the driver controlled the steering in the front, while Michael and Sophia sat in the back and enjoyed the scenery.
The sky is blue, with large white clouds crowded together. The wind is not strong, and it feels comfortable on the face. The park is far away from urban and industrial areas, and the air is very pleasant and filled with the fragrance of flowers.
"I heard that this sea anemone is a species introduced from Japan. Its biggest feature is its exquisiteness. The white petals surround the golden stamens in the center. They are small, pink or white, and are clustered together in large tracts. Not messy." Peter said, pointing to the anemone flower bed in front of him.
"Elegant and cool." Michael expressed his opinion while looking at the flower garden.
"Peter, you really did a good job on the strategy. Thank you!" Sophia admired the beauty of this sea anemone and thanked Peter for his hard work.
Then they came to the asters. Aster looks similar to a daisy and comes in purple, pink and white, but most of them are purple here, either thick or light. Butterflies dance among the flowers, helping with pollination.
"Purple always gives people a dreamy and noble feeling. This aster is growing beautifully. I think the gardener has put a lot of thought into it." Sophia liked this aster very much, so she asked the driver to stop the car and went down to watch it up close for a while.
"Would you like to take a photo for you?" Michael asked suddenly when he saw Sophia bending over to smell the flowers.
Sophia turned back and glanced at Michael in surprise, "Are you going to take the photo?"
"The second young master has very good photography skills." Peter quickly added, then took out the camera and handed it to Michael.
When Sophia saw this, she no longer hesitated and got into the mood directly, striking various poses. Although she was muttering in her heart: This guy is wearing big sunglasses, how on earth is he going to control the light, and will the photos look good?
Michael was filming and even directed. He himself would bend down, squat, or even lie down on the ground to film. Sophia couldn't help laughing when she saw his big battle.
"Let me take some pictures for you two." Near the end, Peter offered to take pictures of the two of them.
Sophia looked at Michael, and Michael looked at Sophia. Neither of them spoke, but no one objected.
So, Peter pushed the two of them closer, then raised the camera to take pictures. Finally, I grabbed a passerby and took some group photos.
After an operation, several people were sweating a little on their heads. In addition, it was already lunchtime, so they decided to find a restaurant to take a rest.
On the way, Peter told the driver some interesting things, which made everyone laugh. Even a person like Michael, who is always bitter and resentful, laughed. The atmosphere was very harmonious.
Michael looked up at the sun, which was not dazzling at all. What a Life! How wonderful if the life still like this!