The room had changed so much that Yuhan could barely make out what it was. She was led by Song's mother into the master bedroom room with a terrace on the second floor, which was originally her parents' room, but the whole room had been redecorated and the furniture was new, and there was no trace of the original at all.

"Miss Lin, this is your room. You can rest for a while, and I'll help you pack your bags later. Mother Song put down her luggage, "I'll go down first to prepare lunch, and then you can call me if you have something." ”

After Song's mother went out, Yuhan began to carefully examine the master bedroom. The room is furnished with a large Western-style soft bed, a bedside table and a dresser of the same color, as well as a Western-style wardrobe with an entire wall, and a soft couch near the terrace. She walked slowly onto the terrace, where she stood with a panoramic view of the courtyard. In the flower garden, James and a few other workers were sticking thin bamboo poles into the soil and securing them with wire, and he was doing a very serious job. Yuhan looked at the garden and recognized that the plane trees planted by his grandfather were still there, but they had grown very tall; The kennel under the tree was gone, and it had taken her days to build it with her grandfather and a few other children, and the little house was beautiful and sturdy, and it was her proudest work; There used to be a swing in the lawn clearing, on which I used to sit and swing when I was a child, but now only a bare iron frame is left slanted there......

The memories of childhood are still vivid, those memories are innocent and beautiful, but compared with the current reality, they are miserable and dirty, making it difficult to suppress resentment. After many years, she actually stepped into the old mansion again with such an identity and became the lover of someone else's golden house. Yuhan grabbed the balcony railing with both hands, and his nails were almost embedded in the flesh. She hated everything in front of her, hated this materialistic society, hated James who took advantage of others, hated her heartless father, and hated her incompetent self...... She closed her eyes and felt as if her grandfather was right next to her, stroking her hair with his big big hands.

I don't know how long it took, Yuhan gradually calmed down, and when she opened her eyes, she saw James standing in the flower garden below looking at her, his eyes deep and complicated. He must not understand why she was so excited, and he never will. Yuhan turned around indifferently and entered the house.

Lunch was set up in the restaurant on the first floor, and Song's mother came upstairs to ask Yuhan to eat. There are several dishes on the table, sweet and sour fish, white chopped chicken, clear soup with lion's head and green vegetables, and two pairs of empty dishes and chopsticks.

"Miss Lin, I don't know what you like to eat, so I made a few more, and I don't know if it suits your taste." Mother Song filled a bowl of rice and put it in front of Yuhan.

Yuhan stared at the empty bowl opposite, and Song's mother hurriedly added: "By the way, Mr. Zhan suddenly has something to do and has already gone out to the company." Mr. Zhan is always busy. Mother Song removed the empty dishes and chopsticks opposite, and then stood aside to serve Yuhan for dinner.

There was no need to eat at the same table with him, Yuhan breathed a sigh of relief. But looking at the table of food, I didn't have much appetite, and turned to look at Mother Song standing on the side. "Mother Song, you can eat together."

Mother Song hurriedly waved her hand shyly, "No, no, how can the next person be at the same table with the master." ”

Seeing that Song's mother insisted on refusing, Yuhan did not insist.

In the afternoon, a tailor shop sent someone to deliver clothes, casual clothes, dresses, cheongsams, pajamas...... It's all there. Mother Song came to report: "Miss Lin, the store has sent Mr. Zhan's customized clothes for you." You try it on and see if it's the right size. ”

Yuhan didn't care about those clothes at all, "No." I'm tired and want to rest for a while. ”

"That's fine, you can rest first." Song's mother put the clothes into the wardrobe and said, "It's not too late to try when you're free, you can let someone modify it at any time." ”

Yuhan was restless all afternoon, sitting alone in the room for a while, standing for a while, and pacing for a while. The identity of the lover is really embarrassing, I don't know how James will treat her, do you want her to serve tea and water, flattery, play the piano and paint, and relieve boredom? …… Maybe we'll have to sleep in the same room tonight. Thinking of this, Yuhan's body trembled slightly.

James didn't come back until dinner time. Song's mother came upstairs to invite her to dinner, but she had no appetite and replied that she wouldn't eat it. Mother Song couldn't help it, so she brought a cup of warm white fungus soup and put it on the small table in her room.

The sky gradually darkened, the lights were not turned on in the room, and the whole room seemed to be covered with a gray veil, silent and cold. Yuhan sat on the edge of the bed, staring vacantly at the dark and deep sky outside the window. The darkness bound her little by little, as if an invisible rope was around her neck, and it was getting tighter and tighter, as if it was going to strangle her to death, and she could not escape, nor could she struggle, she could only endure it quietly. She sat in this position as if she had become a blue-gray statue in the room.