The courtyard that was once somewhat lively suddenly turned cold and silent.
Nora Scott stood at the gate, not going in, looking at the empty and quiet courtyard, and suddenly felt a bit dazed.
On a hot summer day, Antonio Easton sat on a stool in front of the door, leisurely fanning himself with a palm fan;
As night fell, Antonio Easton would bustle about in the kitchen, while little Nora Scott made mischief in front of the window;
After a heavy snowfall in winter, Antonio Easton would pull little Nora Scott to build a snowman, which was despised for being too ugly;
...
This place held all her childhood memories.
Thinking back, they were all peaceful and comfortable.
Antonio Easton never chastised her for getting into trouble outside, nor criticized or educated her for poor grades. He seldom inquired about her matters, leaving everything to her discretion.
Therefore, her memories of this place were left with only relaxation, ease, and freedom.
