第 17 章
The days of vacation brought me back to the home that belonged only to me. Familiar scents filled the air, and everything felt so comforting and serene.
This room was filled with traces of my life. The bookshelf held my favorite books, and the gentle breeze from outside swayed the curtains. Every corner of the house was a companion of mine, and every item carried memories of my life.
Returning here, time seemed to slow down. I could sit quietly by the window, gazing at the scenery outside.
It was a moment filled with warmth, as I enjoyed the tranquility of being back in my own home. Here, I could let go of everything, relax, and rediscover myself.
Occasionally, I would chat with my mom too, after all, she can't move much now.
This room was filled with traces of my life. The bookshelf held my favorite books, and the gentle breeze from outside swayed the curtains. Every corner of the house was a companion of mine, and every item carried memories of my life.
Returning here, time seemed to slow down. I could sit quietly by the window, gazing at the scenery outside.
It was a moment filled with warmth, as I enjoyed the tranquility of being back in my own home. Here, I could let go of everything, relax, and rediscover myself.
Occasionally, I would chat with my mom too, after all, she can't move much now.