The bamboo house has been his home longer than his comfortable little apartment ever had, and yet some days, sometimes, he still felt the uninvited guest. What would the original goods think of the decor he hung, the clothes he kept and got rid of, the life he'd stepped into?
Shen Yuan didn't know, and he wished he could stop caring.
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Shen Yuan didn't know, and he wished he could stop caring.