Even though Cheng Su was reluctant, she knew everyone had their own fate and times. Hualing was leaving, and there was nothing to be done about it, so she decided to make the most of these last days together.
It happened to be the weekend. Because Hualing was leaving in a few days, the neighbors were quite reluctant to part with her, so they all gathered in her room to drink tea and chat.
"...Hualing, when you leave, who knows when we'll see each other again?" Chunhua sighed. "Among the four families on our floor, you were the last to move in, and paradoxically, the first to move out."
Indeed, Hualing and Chen Shouwang had been married for some time, but since they lived apart, Hualing moved here later on. Unexpectedly, a few years later, she was the first to leave.
"Yes! Just as we've gotten to know each other, you're leaving. We won't even know who will live in this room next or what kind of people they'll be!" Guiying said with great reluctance.
