Having donned her coat, Tang Shu stood at the entrance for quite a while, surprisingly finding herself a tad reluctant to leave.
This had been her first stop upon arriving in an unfamiliar environment.
She once sat in this house, alert and on guard, observing her surroundings, digesting memories that did not belong to her, until she fully took over and turned this slice of life into a new and novel experience.
In just half a year, her life had changed dramatically.
Su Xiaochi was also standing by and, seeing her unmoving, raised an eyebrow in surprise.
"What's the matter, can't bear to leave?"
"Actually, yes."
Though in that reluctance, reflection was predominant.
Su Xiaochi, having grown up an orphan and constantly without a stable home, found it hard to understand Tang Shu's current sentiment.
"It's just a change of living quarters, what's there to be reluctant about? It's not like this house is being sold. You can come back whenever you want."