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Today, the sunlight was clear and bright. Leaves fell from the villa's courtyard, and the fiery red maple leaves were brilliant on the ground, as if they were about to blossom. It was late autumn and I had put on my sweater and my coat.

Today is the day I move. Today is the day I leave.

Yang Zi went in and out by himself to help me pack up for my clothes and daily necessities. Master Chen hid in his room on the second floor, refusing to come out.

I'm moving today, and I'm not going to let you. Although he had just come back from Germany and promised me to leave, he told me within a few days that he regretted it.

I stood under the red maple tree, wrapped in a dark brown cashmere shawl, and looked out the window of Master Chen's room on the second floor.

The autumn wind was merciless, blowing my long hair, blocking my slightly dazed eyes.

I wanted to go upstairs and say goodbye to him, but my stubborn heart was like a hemp rope around my feet.

It was unknown when the tears had come out of his eyes, perhaps from someone else's eyes.

As I walked to the car, I glanced back at the window. As the curtains fluttered, I saw Grandpa Chen hiding behind them, quietly watching me leave.

Perhaps this was a farewell, or perhaps it was just a parting. I just wanted to say goodbye to the old man, but I didn't live in the villa, I still live in his house, I hope I didn't have another golden silk cage to shelter me.

The district was called First Avenue, and it was located in the downtown's bustling business district. There was only one unit on the thirty-sixth floor, with two houses on each floor. As soon as they entered the hall on the first floor, the bright and clean marble tiles were wiped clean by the cleaning lady, revealing her figure. There was a full-time elevator attendant in the elevator room, reaching the top floor of the thirty-sixth floor.

The driver and Yang Zi helped me move the luggage into room 3601. It was in the middle of the living room, with a big window on the east side. I put my bag down on the beige cloth sofa and went to the east window of the living room. I opened the window and let the sleepy autumn wind blow into my house. Yes, this will be my home from now on.

It was a three-bedroom apartment, but one bedroom had been turned into a gym and the other into a study. The master bedroom facing south was a resting room.

The bedroom was covered with a warm pink lace bedclothes. Pink lace is my favorite. The ivory bed and dressing table, and the wardrobe, is the wind.

Light brown retro European solid wood flooring, stitching out beautiful patterns. I took off my shoes and stepped barefoot on the floor. The uneven texture stimulated the acupuncture points on the soles of my feet, making me feel quite comfortable.

In the gym, there was only a pair of dumbbells and a yoga mat on the floor. On the wall opposite the gym treadmill, there was a TV that took up an entire wall. The whole gym is very spacious and can accommodate several people to do exercises.

The study was relatively small, with an exquisite wooden desk. Heavy with a sense of texture. The bookshelf was filled with Yang Zi's books for learning.

The driver left and waited for Yang Zi downstairs. I stood at the entrance of the study room and leaned on the door of the study, watching Yang Zi as he packed up the books for me.

"Alright, Yang Zi, let's do it like this. Grandpa Chen is waiting for you to return. " I said to Yang Zi. He was a bit of a perfectionist, and his books were a bit out of order and uncomfortable.

"Sis, over here are the books for our class. There were literature books on this shelf. If you were tired of learning, you would have to look at these books and change your mind. There are biographies, histories, philosophy, and so on. I've ordered you special attention, thought and wisdom. "I found out that these two magazines are pretty good." Yang Zi told me everything in detail.

"I'm even older than you by a few years. Yang Zi, are you treating me like a child?" I laughed and teased Yang Zi.

I can't ask Yang Zi to live here with me right now, even though I have these thoughts in my subconscious mind, but right now, Master Chen is in charge of both Yang Zi and I. If Master Chen knew that I'm in love with Yang Zi, he definitely wouldn't be able to accept it.

I have also never promised or confessed anything to Yang Zi, nor did I say anything to accept his words. Because deep down, I still feel very inferior. My family's poverty and filthy life made my inferiority complex take root in my heart, to the point that when I saw such an outstanding boy like Yang Zi, I felt that I wasn't worthy of him.

"Sis, can you live here by yourself? However, looking at the security below, it should be fine. " Yang Zi muttered to himself, not as though he was asking me, but as if he was asking himself.

"Mm, you can go back now. Yang Zi, I will clean up myself. " I urged Yang Zi to leave because I was afraid that Master Chen would be suspicious of Yang Zi even though he had been here for so long. The other reason was that I was anxious to enjoy the space and loneliness that belonged to me alone.

Yang Zi ignored my urging, and walked to my big bedroom. He said to me, "Sis, please get someone to install the anti-theft net for you tomorrow. There's no security outside your big bedroom. "

"Yang Zi, this is the 36th floor, who can come in?" I rolled my eyes at Yang Zi, thinking that he was overthinking things.

"Did you not notice that there is a secret door that can lead to the Great terrace outside?" Yang Zi glanced at me.

I watched him pull aside one of the curtains, and sure enough, there was a locked trapdoor.

I was flabbergasted.

"Alright, stop daydreaming." Yang Zi sat on my bed.

"Come here and let me hug you. I'll be leaving for the mansion soon, Sis." Yang Zi patted his thigh and indicated for me to sit over there.

I stood there, my ears burning, not knowing what to do.

It's only two or three steps away from where Yang Zi is sitting, and we're not even looking at each other, yet I'm unable to say a single word.

I was at a loss as to whether to step out or stay where I was.

Looking at Yang Zi's craving expression, I couldn't bear it anymore and finally walked over. With Yang Zi's hug, I sat on his leg and fell into his broad and thick embrace. His arms were warm and soft, and the pounding of his heart burned a seventeen year old boy.

"Yang Zi." I gently called Yang Zi's name, and gently called him.

"Eh?" Yang Zi hugged me as he caressed my flat stomach with one hand.

"You should go. We can't do this anymore." I restrained the most true thoughts in my heart, and said words that were neither painful nor itchy.

"Sis, I can't do that?" Yang Zi kissed my forehead, and used his palm to draw circles as he walked towards my lower abdomen.

Following the constant raids and raids of Yang Zi's hands, my body was already restless.