Once she got back home, it suddenly became exceptionally quiet.
The doors of the two secondary bedrooms were tightly shut, the interiors empty and echoing with the absence of life, though belongings still lingered, untouched.
The balcony was devoid of the figure of Xu Jin practicing in her training clothes, and Xu Shi'an wouldn't be bringing Xiaoxiao over to play anymore.
Occupying such a large house by themselves, it felt a bit too spacious. Xu Qing sat on the balcony, musing over this.
So, that afternoon, he pushed open the door of the old house, which had never been rented out. It used to serve as an occasional haven for the siblings during their school days, but later on, it just seemed too much of a hassle to bother with.
In November, the old house was given a thorough cleaning and tidied up inside and out. A few new pieces of furniture were added, and Xu Qing moved back in.
