f at that moment, Yu Jingzhi could hear what Qing'er was saying, then he would know that she was talking about the house behind her. Yes, it's that half-broken, dilapidated house. She said, "I won't go off anywhere, I just want to come here. After all, this is…my home."
It was Yu Jian's and hers. Their home.
That house served as a witness to Yu Jian's flying across the sky with her in his embrace. Their first time bearing all of their feelings to each other. The first time they were so close that not even a sheet of paper could come in between them. It was the proof of the happiest time she had ever had, as well as the shortest as what awaited them was an eternal separation.
She had no attachment left except for him and this house.
And now that Yu Jian was no longer here, she could only come here and reminisce.
