In the architectural compound that mimicked the antique Su-style garden, Su Jie led Han Ruyan into the place.
"Then I'll leave first."
Just as Su Jie turned to leave, a small hand caught him.
Turning around, he saw Han Ruyan gently parting her red lips, "Come in and sit."
Su Jie was somewhat bewildered, but he followed her inside nonetheless.
Inside the mansion, lights and decorations adorned every corner, many laid out just as Han Mansion had been when Han Ruyan was alive.
At a pavilion, Han Ruyan slightly raised her head and said, "My parents, they must have died right around here, right? My father hanged himself here, and my mother was hung at this place."
Han Ruyan's voice was as detached as always, Su Jie couldn't detect much fluctuation in it.
"You remembered?"
Su Jie was somewhat surprised; Han Ruyan's demeanor clearly indicated that she had recalled many things from her life.
