Book 2: Chapter 227: The 'Switch City' of Kikas
Vol 2 Chapter 227: The 'Switch City' of Kikas
Late at night, the candle lamp in the bedroom was still lit.
Sylutia sat on a chair, slowly flipping through the notes she had taken over the past few months. The elegant handwriting was neat and clear, with various key points of knowledge arranged in an orderly manner.
As she read, she reminisced, occasionally putting down the notebook to glance at the night outside.
A pale moon hung in the sky. In the overly quiet night, she could hear the gentle sound of the wind, exceptionally soft and tranquil.
When a person becomes accustomed to a certain life and environment, it is inevitable to develop feelings for it.
She had only lived in Quebec for four or five months, but a faint sense of attachment had already formed. Even if they weren't truly family, the atmosphere of this home environment made her feel a touch of nostalgia.
Parting was already a foregone conclusion. All she could do now was savor this feeling carefully before leaving.
Holding the book, she slowly leaned back in the chair. Her dark, long hair was pressed against her lower back, with a few strands slipping down and hanging, casting elongated shadows in the candlelight.