Chapter 999

Brandon gave me a sense of security and emotional support. With him by my side, depression didn't even dare to knock on my door. He laid out the greeting cards and prepared the nib pen. He even set up a camera nearby to record the moment. "What should I write?" I asked, looking at the blank cards in front of me. "Write whatever you want." Brandon was very accommodating, giving me complete creative freedom. I glanced at the estate and noticed the people sitting alone. Suddenly, inspiration struck. I picked up my nib pen and wrote, "No smoke curls from the chimney, yet my heart finds ease. Warmth within, a peace I find. The new day is here, for you and me." When I finished writing, I looked at Brandon, who was smiling faintly. I immediately frowned. "Don't you dare laugh at me!" "I'm not. It's very good. I didn't know my wife had such poetic talent," Brandon said, taking the nib pen from my hand. "And your calligraphy is impressive too." Hearing this, I thought of my parents. Wh