Lin Jinran didn't say much, still leaving space for them.,In a villa, Gu Meng and Zhan Gu were sitting on the balcony chatting, reminiscing about their past twenty or thirty years. Little Niannian had already fallen asleep in bed.,One by one, the lights in the villa went out. Silence fell all around. The round moon hung high in the sky as if marking this ordinary yet happy night scene.。