Bab 190: Price of Memories      

Xin then carried on with his business. 

He walked to their previous house, a familiar five-minute journey from where Seraphina had dropped him off. 

As Xin walked through the familiar landscape toward their previous house, a wave of nostalgia washed over him. 

Every step seemed to echo with memories of the past, filling the air with a bittersweet ambiance. The rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze carried the whispers of bygone days, and the familiar scent of blooming flowers evoked a sense of homecoming.

Standing in front of their old house, Xin felt a surreal sense of déjà vu wash over him. Four years might have passed, but the memories felt as vivid as if they had happened just yesterday. 

He could almost picture himself, full of excitement and nervousness, racing to the front door, eager for his date with Meilyn.