Looking at the snow outside that has completely melted away, and then glancing at the green leaves sprouting on the trees.
"Spring is finally coming." Having stayed cooped up at home all winter, Gong Ruini really feels like she's becoming useless.
During the harsh winter, especially after knowing about her condition, Zhao Xuran wouldn't dare take Gong Ruini to California to enjoy the sun.
Even though the house had heating, and it wasn't exactly cold, without basking in the sun, Gong Ruini felt like she was turning moldy.
Gong Ruzhi came out of the room yawning and heard his sister's lament, which made him chuckle.
"Sis, didn't we used to have such long winters back in Beijing too?" He recalled that his sister wasn't this delicate back then.
"There were more people back then, but here..." Gong Ruini made a circle with her hand, "There's only three of us permanently."
"Back then, I felt that the house was crowded and noisy." Now, it's really hard to get any liveliness.
