Bringing Qiu Ruoxi to the doorstep, looking at the familiar green-tiled house, Ye Xunhuan's unwavering heart suddenly skipped a beat.
An acidic sensation surged right through his nose and eyes.
Now that he's home, what difference does it make?
Is this still home?
Is this still the home where he and his mother relied on each other for survival?
He, Ye Xunhuan, dropped out of school at a young age, left home, and was sent by his mother into the military camp to become a soldier!
Since then, Ye Xunhuan seldom saw Qin Fenghuang, but every time he returned, he would see Qin Fenghuang, he would see a full table of dishes prepared by her awaiting his return.
But now, he knows, no matter how hard he pushes the door, how he returns, he will face nothing but emptiness; he can no longer see Qin Fenghuang.
This made Ye Xunhuan afraid to return, even when he came to the capital last time, he didn't dare to stay here.
He was scared!
