Gu Tiantian took a deep breath, closed the photo album, hugged it to her chest, and looked around.
It felt like her grandmother's presence was everywhere.
She and her grandmother had lived here for ten years, and they had rented this house for ten years.
The landlady was a local from Shengjing, a woman in her fifties with a broad figure, very fair skin, and a kind smile.
Although the rent was increasing, the landlady felt compassion for her and her grandmother and had only raised it once every three years.
And even then, the increase was still far below the rental prices in Shengjing.
Even when she learned her grandmother had passed away, though she fainted from crying several times, she remembered the landlady coming to see her.
She glanced back at the living room and saw Bai Chenyao standing in the center with a detached expression, seemingly waiting for her.
Gu Tiantian hesitated for a moment before slowly coming out.
"A Yao, I think..."
