Chapter 345

Beiming Shaoxi's eyes were red. He lit a lighter and burned the photos to ashes.

The arrogant flame engulfed him and burned his fingers as if he didn't feel it

Bang.

The disabled body falls out of bed, and Beiming Shaoxi stands up with the bed railing.

"Where do you want to go, young master?" Will hastily helped, looking at the young master's dispirited appearance, was very uncomfortable.

Beiming Shaoxi tightly pursed his pale lips, pushed aside will and walked into the bathroom.

There are couple toothbrush cups on the washstand. The two toothbrushes are close to each other

Beiming Shaoxi picked up the cup, as if to see Ji An sitting in his arms, brushing his teeth.

[Beiming Shaoxi, you have hands and feet, can't you brush it yourself? ]

[I'm only responsible for brushing your body, your primitive jungle ]

for the past three years, the living room remained the same as she had been living with him.

No one is allowed to touch her things. Clean them regularly.

Beiming Shaoxi throws her cup and toothbrush into the garbage can, as if some part of her heart is torn.

……

Taking off her used bath towel, it seems that the bathtub is filled with white bubbles. Ji An anxiously pulls the bath towel to cover her body and gets angry:

[Beiming Shaoxi, are you a voyeur? Get out of here ]

[I don't mind if you see me. ]

……

The bookshelves are full of complicated financial and political books, and several famous British books are quite out of line.

This is her favorite story. He did not forget to circle her in the warm sunny afternoon and force her to read the most emotional and colorful paragraphs in the story.

[p93, paragraphs 4 to 12, read them out loud. ]

[how naive are you to read love novels? Why Where are you touching ]I'll let you go. ]

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Even Ji An used the pen, he put it into the drawer, especially cherish.

I didn't do anything wrong. Why should you punish me for writing your name? ]

[you have other men in your heart, who dream of calling their names You're right. That's my fault?! ]

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Ji'an smashes his pillow, Ji'an wears his shirt, and his usual combs

Beiming Shaoxi sorted out the things that belonged to her in the room, and a garbage can was filled.

She never gave him anything, and she never asked him what he wanted in her life.

So the trace of her existence in his life is so little.

Beiming Shaoxi's eyes are scarlet, and his angry vapor congeals in his eyes. He laughs strangely with tears thicker than blood.

……

They don't have a wedding party, they don't have wedding photos.

This is probably the regret that Shaoxi of Beiming can't let go of in his life

He has carefully drawn VCR for her, and in the three years since she left, he has looked at it repeatedly.

Every subtle expression of her, he is familiar with the heart, closed his eyes are her appearance, even if he never review, also engraved in his mind.

He was shot and heard her voice as he was dying. He had a strong will to survive and woke up, but she disappeared.

"Young master, these Do you really want to throw it away? " Will was frightened.

These ordinary daily necessities are worthless in the eyes of outsiders, but the young master has been paranoid for three years

Once a servant accidentally broke Jian'an's milk mug. He was so angry that he put it together in pieces with special clay as a treasure.

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