When she opened the drawer, what entered her eyes was a small military bed. Xu Anran remembered that they had just married and did not share a bed yet, so two people that were not much better than strangers slept on separate beds. Guan Jingyi always curled up on this small bed.
At that time, even though the two of them were far apart, when their eyes met, Xu Anran's heart would race. At that time, she had been ignorant and simple-minded.
Xu Anran unknowingly smiled and opened the drawer next door. Inside were her books, arranged neatly.
Actually, there was no need to pack up much. Those books were already inside the carton, so they could just directly take out the carton.
Xu Anran came out of her bedroom, but before she even went downstairs, she heard the ruckus downstairs.