Gu Nuan first went to the upstairs bedroom to check on the room where her husband was going to stay.
It was the room her husband had shown her before, her deceased mother-in-law's bedroom.
Upon entering the room and checking around, it seemed that nothing major had changed. After all, the most important bookcase in the room, filled with books, was something the old lady had no interest in taking away, thinking it worthless.
She gently pulled the quilt over the person sleeping, feeling that the big white dog seemed to sleep more soundly, as if it knew it was back at home. It was evident that when he left this house, claiming to hate the place, deep down, he was still nostalgic. After all, it was the last place his mother left him to remember.
On the second day, after breakfast,
the butler came to report that someone had come to visit.
