Two days before New Year's Eve, the villa was decorated with lanterns and colorful banners, the festive atmosphere growing stronger by the day.
Jiang Silu added another string of colorful lights, winding them from the living room all the way to the staircase handrail. When they were switched on at night, the entire villa sparkled.
But Wen Wan had grown quiet these past two days.
When she woke up in the morning, she sat by the window, phone in hand, looking at it over and over.
Her grandfather's number was on the screen. She called, but no one answered.
She called again. Still no answer.
She placed her phone on the nightstand and stared into space for a while.
Jiang Silu pushed the door open and came in. Seeing her sitting on the edge of the bed, she asked, "Sister Wen Wan, why are you still in your pajamas? Hurry and get changed. We're going to the supermarket to buy New Year's supplies today."
Wen Wan snapped out of it and smiled. "Okay, right away."
