Early in the morning, a knocking at the door disrupted Gu Fan's sleep. Yawning, he got up and headed downstairs, wondering who on earth would visit this early and disturb his dreams.
When Gu Fan opened the door, he was surprised to find Luo Jingrong standing outside, who gave him a smile. "I'm sorry, it seems like I've interrupted your sleeping in," he said. "I was passing by and wanted to see the old house where I once lived. You don't mind, do you?"
"Not at all, not at all. It's not like looking around will cost me anything," Gu Fan replied quickly and gestured for Luo Jingrong to come in.
Once inside, Luo Jingrong looked around. Nostalgia sparkled in his eyes as he took in the familiar surroundings. "It hasn't changed much since my childhood, even the furniture. You've done your best to preserve its original state. Although it's aged, the feeling of warmth is still there," he couldn't help but comment.