This was her premonition and also her estimate.
Mao Gang's expression fell as he sighed, "Actually, I had prepared for the worst... but I always wanted to keep some hope, just like Xiao Dao~~"
"I understand, do your best"
Sui Yi patted his shoulder and suddenly paused his gaze, walking over to the next door to look at the house of Mao Ju and his wife.
It was similar to the other houses, hmm? What is this?
Sui Yi walked toward the window.
The window was closed, but there was a bit of powdery dirt at the latch... It was slight, but it was indeed there.
Sui Yi furrowed his brows and slowly opened the window, looking at the dirt that continued along the window sill... He compared it to his own hand.
"Mao Gang, has this window been shut all this time?"
"Ah? I don't quite remember... Let me think,"
