When the Duke first stepped into this room, he was shocked by what he saw.
The entire room was decorated in light blue, making it feel like a dream world.
The walls are decorated with various cute paintings, and the bed is piled with soft cushions and exquisite dolls.
As the Duke looked into the room, a warm feeling welled up in his heart.
He never imagined that a room could be so beautiful.
He didn't feel like a stranger; on the contrary, he felt that the room was prepared for him.
He was so immersed in this wonderful moment that a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.
This is the first time Shangguan Wan'er has brought her boyfriend into her room, her most secret room, a place filled with her many emotions and past joys and sorrows.
She watched the Duke admire his house with some nervousness, not wanting to disturb him, so she went to play with the two dogs instead.
Junjue walked to Wan'er's desk and saw a beautifully crafted diary. He gently turned to a page, which read: "If you also like this room, it means we share the same feelings."
Junjue's heart raced. He couldn't help but think that perhaps Wan'er had carefully created this room. He really liked this style, which made him feel her gentleness and care.
Junjue sat quietly by the bed, savoring the faint fragrance emanating from the room.
He imagined the time Wan'er spent in this room; perhaps she cried and laughed here, and perhaps she dreamed of the future here. This room was like a reflection of Wan'er's soul, filled with her gentleness and beauty.
Junjue's gaze fell on a photo frame placed on the bedside table.
The photo shows Wan'er and a young man; the two look very alike and are smiling broadly.
That man was Wan'er's biological father! Wan'er told me he had passed away.
Junjue felt a sense of home warmth from the photo, a warmth that the family of three could not provide.
He imagined the happy times Wan'er spent with her family.
He gradually realized that this room not only represented Wan'er's girlish heart, but also her cherishing of family and kinship.
Junjue leaned against the bed, feeling the quiet and peaceful atmosphere emanating from the room.
Wan'er was a good student and skipped grades four or five times. She was a sophomore in college this year, but unfortunately, she died before graduating.
He imagined Wan'er reading, writing, painting, playing the piano, and dreaming in this room every day.
Her every thought permeated every corner of this place. Junjue couldn't help but feel both regret and relief for everything Wan'er had done.
He regretted not being able to live the life she used to live with, but was glad that he would be a part of her life from now on.
Wan'er entered the room and saw Junjue sitting on the bed. She smiled and walked over, gently taking his hand.
Junjue looked into Wan'er's eyes, wanting to tell her how beautiful the room was.
Wan'er smiled; she sensed Junjue's feelings, and their hearts were now closely connected.
"Wan'er, your room is very beautiful. Although it is small, it is decorated very warmly."
"Thank you. I appreciate the compliment."
Wan'er and Junjue sat on the bed, chatting about their dreams and wishes.
Junjue told Wan'er that he had never imagined a room could be so beautiful, nor had he ever imagined that he would meet such a strong girl.
Wan'er gently stroked Junjue's cheek and told him that this room was her everything, and she hoped he could feel her love and care.
Junjue and Wan'er's love briefly took root in this room. In this warm environment, they confided in each other, supported each other, and experienced the years of growth together.
This room has temporarily witnessed their love story and the growth of their love.
Junjue never imagined that he would feel endless warmth and happiness because of a room.
He deeply realized that love is not just a matter between two people, but also a love and pursuit of life.
This room is not just Wan'er's room, but also their shared home, a haven full of love, a place that is about to be flooded.
However, I will help Wan'er build an even more perfect place in the future.
Junjue thanked the heavens for allowing him to meet Wan'er and enter this beautiful room.
He vowed that no matter what happens in the future, he would protect their love with his love and perseverance.
He hoped that this room would become a place of shared memories, forever radiating warmth and love.
In this room, the Duke learned to love and to cherish.
He understood that love is everywhere, and that as long as there is love in your heart, even the most ordinary things can become beautiful.
He was grateful to Wan'er and to this room, which allowed him to step out of his mundane life and embrace their bright future.
The two chatted for a long time before reluctantly stopping. He put everything in the room into his spatial storage, and looking at the once cozy room, now empty, he reluctantly left the room with his girlfriend and two dogs.
They took all of the two dogs' belongings from the hall and left, never to return. They didn't let go of any of the good or usable things belonging to the Lord.
"Wan'er, I've packed up all my things. I'll go to the nearby villas to collect some more, otherwise they'll all be flooded in a day or two and it will all be wasted."
"Hmm! It's a pity your space can't hold living creatures, otherwise you could have let two dogs in."
After Shangguan Wan'er finished speaking, she regretfully took the two backpacks containing the dogs, put the two obedient dogs into the backpacks, with their heads and limbs sticking out of the backpacks. Looking at the two little guys, so thin and wagging their tails, she felt very sorry for them.
When Junjue saw that the dogs were carrying such convenient backpacks, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly. He wanted to carry both dogs on his back, not wanting his girlfriend to get tired.
"Give me the daylily, it's inconvenient for you to carry two puppies." Ignoring Junjue's refusal, Shangguan Wan'er snatched the daylily and carried it on her back.
"Wan'er, I'll carry it on my back, so you won't have to work so hard." Junjue looked at the dog that had been taken away and imitated her by carrying Wuhei on his back. Its head and limbs were sticking out, and it looked quite cute.
"I'm not tired carrying such a small dog. Besides, I've been training for so long. If I feel tired even carrying a small dog, how will I survive in this harsh environment in the future?"
"Once we get to the shelter, we'll put them down and let them roam freely," Shangguan Wan'er insisted.
"Oh well…"
Seeing that she insisted, he had no choice but to let her have her way.
Seeing Wan'er wearing matching couple outfits and carrying the same black dog-shaped backpack made me very happy.
Junjue, accompanied by his girlfriend and each carrying a small mongrel, teleported around this upscale villa residential area, collecting all sorts of usable items.
They take away all sorts of expensive genuine leather sofas, expensive tables and chairs, gas cylinders, basically anything usable.
Only after all the useful items within a radius of several dozen kilometers had been collected did he follow Wan'er and the two mongrel dogs toward the refuge.
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