Therefore, she locked all the used items in the cabinet and, together with Yin Zheng, left the place. Perhaps years later, someone would come to this spot, or perhaps the wildly grown weeds would completely engulf this house, and everything from the past seven years would vanish atop Luomei Peak.
She hadn't expected that many years later, when she revisited the old place, she would be with a person she hadn't imagined.
"Creak——"
The door was pushed open, and Pei Yunmeng walked in from outside.
In his hands, he was holding a bunch of dried plum branches, evidently specially picked to have not been soaked by the wind and snow. Lu Tong bent down to drag out the stove from under the table that hadn't been used for a long time, but Pei Yunmeng took her hand: "Let me do it."
He stuffed the neatly chopped plum branches into the stove and lit them with a fire starter.
