This bedroom exudes a strong sense of familiarity, and standing here, she recalls the moments of the past.
She still remembers a long time ago, the scene of waiting for Gong Tingxuan to return in this bedroom.
Back then, her heart was full of girlish dreams.
She filled it with dreams of the future, decorating this place warmly and cozily.
However, many times, all she received was disappointment, even despair.
The love at that time was so humble!
Since the divorce, she hadn't returned here.
Nor did she think she'd come back here again in this lifetime.
This door firmly locked away all the memories between her and Gong Tingxuan, both happy and unhappy, all right here.
She turned her head, and Gong Tingxuan was looking at her with an encouraging gaze.
"Gong Tingxuan, what are you doing?"
She didn't want to open the door and turned around, wanting to escape.
Gong Tingxuan's long arm directly grabbed her, turning her back to face him.
