Early the next morning, Jiang Nanzhou took Lu Jingqiu to their new house.
Upon opening the gate, they saw that the wooden flower bed on the right side of the yard was already filled with plants and blooming with numerous flowers, even the upper floor was adorned with blooms.
From the second floor, the backyard also looked much tidier, with a path laid with floor tiles.
Jiang Nanzhou asked, "Did you have someone do this?"
Lu Jingqiu smiled and replied, "I did it myself, whenever I missed you, I could never sit still at home."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nanzhou felt a surge of emotion and squeezed Lu Jingqiu's hand, which he was holding. He had never told Jingqiu that during the countless times he was on the brink of life and death, it was by clenching his teeth and fiercely fighting the enemy that he survived; he knew that there was a girl at home waiting for him to marry her.
He didn't want her to know such hardship, it was better for her to be carefree.
