Ever since that chaotic confession night, Lin Wanwan had stayed in Great Tang for three full days. When she returned to the present, the time difference between the two worlds had balanced out.
Lin Wanwan continued to live her life step by step—working, studying medicine, attending farming and weaving video courses, and occasionally tending to her chicken farm, selling some white-feathered chickens.
As the Spring Festival drew closer day by day, the neighborhood had already started to decorate with lights and colors. But for Lin Wanwan, the taste of the modern New Year was absent; her family was in Great Tang.
Therefore, there was no decoration in Lin Wanwan's modern little villa.
Let alone the festive red lanterns and fireworks, firecrackers—all permitted in her suburban area—she hadn't even put up celebratory couplets or blessings.
If it weren't for the dog at home barking twice every day, Lin Wanwan's modern little villa could be said to have zero signs of life.
