That night, I slept in the guest room at Shi Yu's house.

　　This place was not unfamiliar to me.

　　When he bought this house and was deciding on the interior design, he even asked for my and my brother's opinions.

　　At that time, Lu Huanzhou hadn't become a neurotic who always held onto his Buddhist beads.

　　He was reading the company's financial report for the previous quarter while casually saying, "What does your sister have to do with the decoration of your house?" Whenever it came to matters concerning me, my brother and Shi Yu would always clash with each other.

　　Shi Yu had gotten used to it and wasn't angry.

　　He just lazily smiled and said, "It does have something to do with it.

　　This bedroom is for Yin Yin to live in, so it should be according to her preferences." That's why this bedroom had floral wallpaper and a milky white wardrobe, completely matching the style I liked when I was fifteen.

　　But unfortunately, before the house had finished being renovated, Lu Huanzhou went to the Nan Gui Temple and things changed.

　　Two months later, he cut ties with Shi Yu.

　　So, I never came here.

　　At this moment, lying in the bedroom filled with a faint citrus fragrance, even if the wound on my shoulder felt like it was tearing apart, I quickly fell into a deep sleep, overcome by drowsiness.