Seeing the football, Yun Chu finally let out a slight sigh of relief.
At last, she saw something that truly belonged to Tan Ze—football.
However, Yun Chu was still puzzled about who decorated this room?
"The house was decorated by my mom," Tan Ze answered directly without Yun Chu needing to ask, "This is my room, and there's another one for my sister. Actually, there's also a big room which is shared by the two of us. After all, during the day we have to be together, and at night we sleep separately, otherwise if one cries at night, it would inevitably wake the other and they'd cry too."
Yun Chu twitched her mouth, "That's true. So, you mean to say, this room has never changed? It's always been like this?"
"Yes," Tan Ze nodded.
After a brief pause, Tan Ze continued, "I feel like this allows me to feel a little bit about her. At the very least, I can imagine her feelings when she was arranging this room for me."
"..." Yun Chu fell silent, not knowing what to say.
