Silent courtyard.
Chen Ku slowly walked in from the main entrance, looking at the courtyard which still appeared as before. By the window of one room's entrance, a pair of Hu Zi's yellow tiger-head shoes were still hanging.
The traces of people were there, but the people were gone.
Only he was left, sitting in front of the stone table in the courtyard, feeling a bit empty inside.
Although last time Chen Xin had expressed his wish to have his family moved to his place, Chen Ku had vaguely prepared himself mentally, but truly separating from family he'd lived with for over a year still made him feel a sense of loss.
"In these chaotic times, things do not go as one wishes..."
Chen Ku clenched his fist.
