Standing in the living room, Hai Xiaotang looked at everything in her house, feeling a deep familiarity with every corner.
One truly doesn't know the value of something until it is lost.
It's now that she realized how much she loved this home.
Loving the flowers and plants, every single thing here.
And also the memories held within...
If this place is gone, her world seems to be incomplete.
How Hai Xiaotang wished, that this old house could be preserved. Grandpa must have wished the same.
...
Dongfang Yu had not contacted Hai Xiaotang since he left.
However, for dinner, Hai Xiaotang, along with Zhang's mother, prepared a sumptuous meal.
She had a feeling that Dongfang Yu would show up for dinner.
Just as they set the table, Dongfang Yu indeed had returned.
Zhang's mother smiled at him, "Young master, Miss said you would come, and you really did. All these dishes were specially prepared for you by Miss."
