She couldn't help but hold her breath, her steps slow as she walked to the wardrobe and pulled open its door.
A row of white shirts came into view, followed by a burst of familiar, fresh fragrance that made her heart quiver slightly, as if a feather had brushed against the tip of her heart.
"This one, I like this one, the buttons are light blue crystals."
"Okay."
Memories suddenly assaulted her, her eyes reddened in an instant, and she hurriedly closed the wardrobe door, turned around to lean against it, tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and took a silent deep breath.
After composing herself, she then opened the right side of the wardrobe; she had forgotten what Ji Chicheng had told her.
In the right side of the wardrobe, where all her clothes used to hang, now were only Fenfen's clothes, colorful and adorable.
Ji Anning picked a white set of home clothes with a cartoon pattern and quickly left Ji Chicheng's bedroom.
"Drink."
