This Entry Was Better Chapter 85

It's autumn.

The summer heat gradually dissipates, and the green plants in the courtyard begin to slowly wither and turn yellow. The dense leaves fall all over the ground, revealing the lonely and tough branches and veins, growing towards the sky.

Fresh air poured in from the wide open window. The building was high. Julian Xu sat in a wheelchair and looked out in the distance.

The right hand that can still move gently touches the button on the armrest of the electric wheelchair. When pressed, the wheelchair makes a small buzzing sound and rolls forward a few steps.

Back, forward, forward, backward. Have fun doing it.