At that time, Xie Shiyan was delirious due to the effects of the drugs, but his goal in coming to this room was quite firm.
It was as if they had come to this room on purpose.
Xie Shiyan was also led by the new topic, and his abnormal heartbeat gradually returned to normal.
"This is my mother's room when she was alive."
Upon hearing this, Gu Jiangli put more thought into examining the room.
As far as she knew, Xie Shiyan's biological mother had passed away many years ago, yet there was no sign that the tables and chairs in the room had been moved.
The bed canopy is light blue, simple and elegant, while the table, chairs and dressing table are made of dark red sandalwood, noble yet understated.
This must be a gentle and quiet woman.
Do you have someone come and clean this room regularly?
She asked that question because the room was clean and tidy.
Xie Shiyan's voice was somewhat muffled as he said:
“They clean this place every three days. Nothing here has been touched, including the jewelry in the dressing case, her clothes in the cabinet, and her favorite tea on the tea table.”
He never wanted to mention his mother to outsiders.
But today, he was unusually talkative.
“These things haven’t changed. I always feel that she will come back one day, even though I watched her body being nailed into the coffin with my own eyes. I still hold onto this fantasy.”
Xie Shiyan turned to Gu Jiangli and asked, "Isn't it ridiculous?"
Gu Jiangli noticed the sadness in his expression and shook her head.
"Shi Yan, she is not here, but she is always here."
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