Former Residence of Mao Zedong

  "Xia Yu Xuan! I hate you to death!" Mu Zhi Tao threw out a sentence and ran out of the classroom.

  She came out of school and hailed a taxi. After a long while, she finally gave the driver the address of Ling's house.

  She paid the fare and got off the car. Her slender fingers lightly touched that old and heavy big door. Nothing has changed. Exactly the same as before.

  She let out a soft sigh. Since that fire, this estate had been seized by the government and put up for auction.

  A faint smile of helplessness appeared on her face. This manor had borne too much already. Her childhood, and her nightmares.

  "Miss, you are..." Mo Zhi's gaze turned back, and the one who entered his eyes was a noblewoman.

  She smiled and said, "Sorry, I'm in your way. I'll leave now."

  "Ah, never mind. If you don't mind, why don't you and I go in and sit down for a bit? What should I call the young lady?"

  "Mo's tide. Madam just called Mo's tide, that's all." Mo's tide smiled slightly and followed the noblewoman into her original home, the one she missed the most...

  As she walked into the villa, Mu Zixiao was stunned.

  Exactly the same!

  It's exactly the same as the Ling family at first!

  "Why is it exactly the same as Ling's house back then... Why did it turn out like this..."

  The noblewoman smiled lightly and explained in a soft voice, "Actually, the original Ling family was designed by my father-in-law. Although that fire burned everything to ashes, we all loved the original design of the Ling family. No wonder you feel familiar with it. Zhiyuan, have you been here before?"

  She was taken aback by her own words and hastily covered up.

  "My mother was actually the housekeeper here originally. My mother and I lived here back then."

  "Oh, I see."

  "Madam, may I... may I take a look at our former young lady's bedroom? My relationship with her was very good before..." Mo Zhi Tai lightly bit his lower lip, and his beautiful eyes had some mist in them.

  "I'll go with you, Zhi Su." The noblewoman's face wore a gentle smile.

  She forced a faint smile and shook her head lightly, "No need. I'll go myself."

  The noblewoman didn't say much more, slightly nodding her head and watching as she went upstairs.

  She slowly stepped onto the spiral staircase.

  She is reluctant to leave.

  In the past, she and her sister would chase each other in the stairwell, their parents always smiling and reminding them to be careful not to fall. She was so innocent back then...

  She involuntarily drew a wry smile.

  If Ling's family hadn't been destroyed back then, she should still be a naive and innocent girl...

  Under the pampering of her parents and sister, she indulged in extravagance, elegance, and enjoyment of her youth. But that was just her fantasy after all.

  The second floor's long corridor, Mo Zhi deeply looked at it with a profound gaze.

  The entire second floor is storage space.

  She loved to run up to the second floor with her sister back then. She liked going to the library with her sister the most. She would always pester her sister to tell her stories, and her sister would look at her indulgently every time, doing as she said.

  Third floor, with a total of four rooms.

  She and her sister each have one room, their parents have one, and the remaining one is empty.

  "Creak---" Mo Zhiyao pushed open the door to her original room. Everything was as it had been before. She lightly hooked up a cryptic smile.

  She came out of the room and her gaze was fixed on the door across from hers. That one...was her sister's room...

  Her slender fingers fell on the door handle, but she hesitated and didn't have the courage to open the door.

  She closed her eyes. Forget it, I'd better not go in...

  Only one chapter in the next few days... Homework is not finished yet...