Tangtang sighed wistfully. Was Su Xiaowan any better off? Or perhaps, every member of the family was lacking in enthusiasm.
The house they had lived in for over a decade, where Guoguo and Chichi had grown up swaddled, held too many memories for them.
Though boys tend to be less sentimental, Chichi was a delicate soul. Fondly touching every table and chair in the house, he said with a sorrowful look, "Brother, do we really have to move? Can't we just stay?"
Guoguo, not as sentimental as Chichi, casually remarked, "How could that be possible? Look around our military family compound. When has anyone ever not moved after being reassigned? Whose house has ever been left unused?"
"It was against the rules for us to live here in the first place. Technically, we should have moved when Dad returned that year. We stayed because we couldn't bear to leave. This isn't commercial housing; we can't just buy it."
