Mother Zhang held her luggage in one hand and guided her upstairs with the other.
And just like that, Hai Xiaotang began to live at her old home.
Home was the best; no one would bully her here, and she would not have to think about leaving even if she was upset.
Because this was her eternal home.
But this very home was sold off by her uncle.
The thought made Hai Xiaotang miserable again. She missed her grandfather terribly. If only he were here.
Thinking about this, she suddenly thought of Dongfang Yu.
And the thought of him made her feel all the worse.
But then, they probably had called it quits, right? She had been living back at home for two days, and he never once contacted her.
He must have really decided to give up on her, to stop caring for good.
Sometimes Hai Xiaotang thought, since their relationship was so exhausting, it might be for the best if they both gave up.
But then, sometimes, she felt inexplicably unwilling.
