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Qing Chen stood in the hallway.

He stood there without uttering a word.

He looked at the familiar yet suddenly somewhat unfamiliar door of his home.

Due to the building's old age, the fuse box in the hallway no longer had a cover.

In the past, the power would often go out at home, so candles were always kept on hand, and when a fuse blew, his father would have to come out with a candle to flip the switch back on.

But there would be no more scenes like that from now on.

It was as if Qing Chen had rapidly recalled all those past memories.

Only then did he raise his hand and knocked on the door of what used to be his home, "Thud, thud, thud."

The door opened, and Qing Guozhong stood inside with a dark expression, "What are you doing back here instead of being at school?"

Qing Chen calmly asked, "Why do you want to sell this house? Have you thought about where I'll live after you sell it?"