Ruby Gregory opened it, only to find that it was filled with various small snacks.
Some things never entered her heart, but they were precious habits that he had carefully guarded and cherished all his life.
Perhaps it was due to those years when she would call him late at night for snacks every night that formed a habit. In the more than a thousand days when she was not around, no matter how busy or how late he was, whether he was on a business trip or staying in his own apartment in the city, or even not going home at all, or knowing full well that the woman was no longer in the room next to him, he still habitually prepared a bag of snacks.
Maybe he kept them in the car, maybe he threw them in his bedroom at the Mansion, maybe he threw them in his apartment in the city, or maybe he threw them directly in a hotel while on a business trip.
He would always go to a convenience store at a certain moment, carefully choosing her favorite, newly launched snacks.
