Old house at night.

Su Yuanyuan had just taken a bath and was smelling like a high-grade bath lotion. She was wearing a thin, cicada-winged sexy dress and was walking around the room looking at her curiously.

She came to the old house many times, but it was the first time that she entered the room with a dark view.

Although he doesn't come back to live now, it's the place where he grew up. There must be his memory in it. It's a special place for him.

Su Yuanyuan was walking slowly, touching the furniture with stories.

From the cabinet, to the table, to the bed...

Su Yuanyuan felt...