Airport.
Susan and I went to her residence after lunch. She had already packed up her suitcases and left them in the living room. After grabbing them, I followed her to the airport.
As for Tyler, she decided to leave without saying goodbye.
"You really won't tell him?" I was afraid that Susan would regret it, so I kept reminding her.
"No."
Susan kept replying to me in this way with a faint smile on her face. She suddenly released her hand that was holding onto the suitcase and handed me a bunch of keys.
"These are the keys to my residence. If you can, could you help me rent it out at a low price?"
I looked at Susan. Her eyes did not waver, and she was very calm when she said this.
That house was the biggest gift Susan had left herself in the past 10 years, and now she did not even want it.
"Susan, you..."
I wanted to persuade her not to rent it so that she could still move in when she came back, but Susan interrupted me. "There are bits and pieces of Tyler in here. I initially wanted to sell it, but after thinking about it, I decided to rent it out and provide good housing conditions to those youngsters who have just entered society or ordinary office workers. What do you think?"
She was especially sympathetic to them because she had gone through the same.
"Okay, I promise." I accepted the keys. "I'll find good tenants and have them take good care of your house."
Susan took my hand. I could feel the warmth coming from her palm. It was so warm. She gave me a slight smile. "Thank you, Wanda. And thank you for your care over this period of time. You've always been by my side, and I'm very touched. Thank you."
At this moment, there was only reluctance left in my heart. I lowered my gaze and could not help shedding a large tear. "It's fine if you don't tell me where you're going, but you can't change your contact information, alright?"
She seemed to hesitate when she heard what I said but nodded after a while. "Okay."
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