It seemed like there was some noise in the room, and she was even more startled, a chill running down her spine as she stood up warily and took a deep breath, gathering strength in her voice: "Who?"
No answer.
She looked towards the balcony, the sound came from there. A white cat leaped before her eyes, quickly jumping to another balcony, allowing her to breathe a sigh of relief.
In this community, the balconies of the two houses were connected. The neighbor's cat ran over and accidentally bumped into the flowers that Tong Xi planted. She carefully straightened the flower pot, her heart still a bit flustered.
Sitting back down, feeling uneasy, she suddenly thought of something and carefully looked at the fragrant gardenias. A card wedged in the flowers caught her attention.
The familiar handwriting left her stunned.
It was Leng Yan's handwriting.
She read on in confusion:
Nuannuan:
