But I didn't expect that after all these years, they still kept intact.
For a while, Han Muzi's mood became somewhat complicated.
In addition to the complexity, the lip angle is also slightly warped.
Five years ago, after he left, yemoshen didn't throw away the cabinet. Does that mean He was at that time
Thinking of this, Han Muzi stretched out his hand, stroked the surface of the cabinet, and then opened it slowly.
After the cabinet opened, Han Muzi accidentally found that the things inside coincided with what she had left in her memory. The hand holding the door of the cupboard shook violently, and she stood in place.
Not only the cabinet, but also the things inside.
All the cleaners Xiao Su looked for were professionals. Xiao Su ordered that only cleaning should be done. However, the original plants and trees, bricks and tiles, from the bed surface, sofa, wardrobe and flowerpot carpet, remained unchanged.
There is a kind of power in the heart surging, affecting Han Muzi's heart.
Night Mo Shen saw that small cabinet, headache intensified, standing by the door he just half leaning on the door, the scene in front of him slowly changed.
Originally, in his sight, only Han Muzi was squatting beside the cabinet.
Now, there is a figure around me.
The tall man sat in the wheelchair, the room was quiet, he sat not far from the cabinet, his eyes never left the cabinet.
I don't know. I don't know what he's looking at.
However, the night of this moment did not know that it was the only thought she had left in the room.
Because she did not come back to pack things, so the things in the cabinet naturally did not take away, just become the night deep thought.
Day after day, he went to and from work, looking at what she had left in the house and thinking about it.
As soon as he enters this room, he will sit in a wheelchair in a daze, and then his mind will think of the past he got along with, full of the smile and smile of that woman.
Later Later, I don't know how long it took him to step into this place, but everything here has not changed.
These memories in the deep brain of the night quickly, like the new year's night suddenly burst out of fireworks, in a flash disappeared.
Headache in aggravation, night Mo deep thin lips tightly pursed, eyebrow heart almost twisted into a Sichuan character.
Cold sweat, seeping down along the forehead.
The night is not deep calm, it took a lot of effort to get out of the memory, the eyes suddenly clear, where there are those scenes.
In front of his eyes, only stand in front of the cabinet in a daze Han Muzi.
It seems that she, like him, has a special feeling for this cabinet.
Night Mo Shen saw her reach out, white fingertips gently touch those clothes, the pain in his brain intensified, no longer bear pain, almost stuffy hum out.
Let her see how she is, and worry again.
So the next night, Mo Shen, without any hesitation, turned and left.
And Han Muzi immersed in his memory, did not find that night Mo Shen left, she stroked those clothes one by one.
Suddenly something hit her hand and arm, Han Muzi lowered her head and found it was a tear.
She subconsciously stopped, but she did not dare to reach out to wipe the tears from her face.
I didn't expect that she would be touched to tears by a cupboard. If you let me see her, he would laugh at himself.
No, she can't see it.
Han Muzi pretended to lean in and plunge her head into the clothes pile. Then she wiped a few tears with her clothes and eased her mood. After that, she took a deep breath and let herself return to normal.
Probably because of a guilty heart, so Han Muzi looked back with a smile on her face.
"I didn't expect that the cabinet was still here It's not easy for me to get this cabinet. You still... "
Han Muzi said half of a sudden stop, because there is no deep night in front of her figure, she suddenly stunned in situ, expression some surprise and doubt.
Isn't the man still here? Why did she disappear when she saw a cupboard?
Is something wrong?
I want to go forward and look for han zi.
Out of the room, Han Muzi saw at a glance that night Moshen was standing at the end of the corridor, which was close to the window. At this time, he turned his back to himself and held on to the window with one hand.
Han Muzi walked towards him suspiciously, but didn't call his name. When he approached, he found that the veins of his hands holding the windowsill were protruding.
The night Mo deep suppresses the sharp pain that comes from the brain, endure the pain that rolls over like a mountain and sea, also in the twinkling of an eye, the cold sweat rolls up his whole body.
I didn't expect that his headache not only did not subside, but also aggravated.At this time, night Mo Shen heard the subtle footsteps coming from behind.
His pupil shrinks, and his look changes in the moment. He wipes a handful of virtual sweat with his bare hands, and then looks back at Han Muzi.
"Finished?"
He looked calm and his voice was normal. There was nothing wrong with him.
But Han Muzi is still staring at him.
Night Mo deep smile to walk forward, "what's the matter?"
Han Muzi didn't speak, just looked at him, and finally asked, "should I ask you this sentence? What's the matter with you? "
Listen to words, night Mo deep thin lips slightly hook up, "what, how?"
Seeing his appearance, Han Muzi finally couldn't help frowning and biting his lower lip to look at him.
"Are you feeling bad again?"
The night is not deep No, I just came to take a breath and have a look at the scenery under the window
He lied lightly, as if the man who had just grasped the windowsill was not himself. Such an attitude made Han Muzi angry, but also distressed.
Anger him to hide himself, do not let himself know his pain.
He is so distressed that he still wants to hide from himself. Is he afraid that she is worried?
The more he thought about it, Han Muzi began to love him more and more. He wanted to reprimand him. He felt that he was suffering so much now. If she lost her temper again, he would have to respond to comfort himself.
He has been so painful, and he has to comfort her. How painful is he?
Thinking of this, Han Muzi could only smile and pretended to believe him. He asked softly, "what's good to see downstairs? Did you see the cabinet I just showed you? "
Cabinet
Mention that cupboard, the skull of night Mo deep is a burst of throbbing pain again.
Han Muzi was alert to find that he was winking at the corner of his eye. She realized that she couldn't mention the cabinet. She had to quickly change the topic: "by the way, I just thought there was a garden behind me, or Let's go for a walk there. The air is good
Night Mo deep pale lips pull open a smile, gently nod: "good."
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