Tan Bo's words directly touched Mrs. Jiang's heart, and her smile brightened even more, "Bo is still so good at speaking. I had the kitchen make your favorite braised lion's head, make sure to eat plenty later."
Tan Bo responded with a smile, "Of course."
This was Yurou's first meal back home. Mrs. Jiang had been talking to her non-stop and seeing the satisfied smiles on her parents' faces made Yurou feel even more guilty.
She had thought she would be scolded upon returning, but instead, she was met with their understanding voices.
After finishing the meal, Yurou went to her room. The moment she opened the door, she felt a sense of déjà vu—all was unchanged. Her high school textbooks were still on the desk, and even the bedsheets were the same as when she left.
Yurou touched them and found no dust, only a faint scent of freshness—clearly, someone had been cleaning regularly.
At that moment, she felt a pang of heartache.
