"’The tower’ provided him a space and ti where he wouldn’t be disturbed, allowing him to rest and recover well." Ning Youguang’s gentle gaze fell on Shi Wangyue, "Do you rember I once told you in the bookstore that soday my book would appear on it?"
Shi Wangyue nodded slightly.
Ning Youguang said, "I’ve been feeling very inspired lately and want to start my book writing plan sooner, so I hope to have an independent space where I can work deeply."
Shi Wangyue wanted to say, "Wouldn’t it be better for you to move in with ? There’s a study here and extra empty rooms. You can stay wherever you like; I won’t disturb you..."
But does Ning Youguang not know this?
Of course she does.
Yet she still proposed moving without hesitation.
Why is that?
He felt a bit puzzled.
He had never felt this panicked before, fearful that maybe his insistence to live with her was just her compromise?
And now, she doesn’t want to compromise anymore?!
He avoided her gentle and clear gaze, "I’m going out to throw the trash."
And to discard the bad mood along the way.
...
After Shi Wangyue went out.
Ning Youguang ca out of the bathroom, walked onto the platform filled with plants, and looked at the scenery outside the window, the tall buildings, the bustling traffic...
She suddenly rembered her ho from a previous life.
—That deep courtyard resembling her grandfather’s old house.
In Jincheng, there were many such deep courtyards, just like her grandfather’s. In her past life, she loved houses like that, with sycamore trees lining the streets outside, and she could plant flowers and dry herbs inside the courtyard.
She hardly had any friends and didn’t like going out for socializing. She stayed at ho except for going to her national dical clinic for appointnts, taking half a day off weekly.
Life was calm and regular, but the loneliness worried her family.
During those half-days off or when guests were few, she loved watering flowers in the courtyard, sunbathing herself, drying herbs, grinding them, and occasionally planting small dicinal seedlings she found suitable in the yard.
That house stood isolated, hidden in bustling city streets, creating its own unique world.
Once the courtyard gate was closed, she could live leisurely in her little world inside.
Lonely yet abundant.
It was her most beloved place from a previous life, her favorite ho, stubbornly not allowing anyone to enter or live there. Living alone in a house was her stubborn persistence, unyielding even unto death.
With the passage of her life, her biggest change was accepting many things lightly and letting go of many attachnts.
Acceptance increased, as did freedom.
The options of where she could live expanded...
So now, it doesn’t really matter where she lives. What matters is whether she plans to continue spending her life with this child.
—Living like a couple.
...
Shi Wangyue returned with two cups of coffee and a bouquet of flowers, vibrant red roses blooming like fire.
"No wonder it took so long." Ning Youguang heard the door open and walked out.
"Not feeling great." Shi Wangyue said with a grievance in his voice, "So I needed flowers and coffee."
He said, "I want to discard botherso thoughts and make room for roses."
Ning Youguang walked over to him, taking the coffee from his hands, "Did you manage to discard those troubleso thoughts?"
"I did." Shi Wangyue sighed lightly, "But they followed back on their own; I can’t get rid of them no matter how much I want to." 1314
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