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Shen Ningqing did not say anything else. It was obvious that he remembered how Shen’s mother treated Shen Ninghuan the last time he asked her to follow him back home.

Now, no matter how much he said, he couldn't make up for the grievances that Shen Ninghuan had endured over the years.

Shen Ninghua tidied up the room without a word, not even thinking about it.

He threw all the things he needed to wash into the dirty clothes basket and then carried the dirty clothes basket down the stairs with great effort by himself.

When she reached the first floor, she washed the clothes she was about to wash separately from the palette and stuffed them into the washing machine.

While she was washing the clothes, she trotted upstairs again.

Without saying anything further, he went to the bathroom to grab a mop and mop up the dust machine.

After this busy session, she was so tired that she couldn't even straighten her back.

It took her almost an entire day of energy to sweep and mop and mop.

He pulled the curtains listlessly. Once the heavy curtains were opened, the bright and warm sunlight rushed in through the glass window.

She opened the door to the balcony and walked out to the balcony.

Today, the temperature had slowly risen. It was no longer as cold as before.

The snow on the road had long since melted, and the snow on the opposite eaves and on the walls was also slowly melting.

Bathing in the exceptionally clear and warm sunlight, Shen Ningxia stretched her body and bent her hands behind her back to rest on her sore waist.

It's been a long time since she … It had been a long time since he had to work so hard.

Two days ago, the sky was still overcast, the clouds were thick and there was no sunlight. Snow was drifting down from the clouds.

Who would have thought that today the sun would be so beautiful that it would disperse the clouds.

She thought that her life was just like this weather. Sooner or later, the haze would slowly disperse, and when it completely dissipated, what greeted her would definitely be this warm spring sun.

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Three days later.

While Su Qiao An was packing his belongings, he discovered the wallet Zhu Jiangci left in the corner of the wardrobe. She took it out and looked through it, only to find two hundred yuan, there were two bank cards inside, and also a name card.

The business card was a take-out phone in a snack bar. Inside the wallet was a photo.

The person in the photo looked pretty green, with green eyes and a smile on his face. He was standing under the locust tree.

This...

Isn't this her?

The location of the photo shoot was her middle school alma mater, which was taken when she graduated from junior high.

Why did it come to Zhu Jiangci?

Her memory had been getting worse lately, and she often forgot what she was going to do the next second. Now that she thought about it, she remembered that the pictures she had seen in the study before were not only of the two of them, but of her as well.

She had never asked Zhu Jiangci where he had gotten so many of her photos …

Su Qiao An took his wallet and walked out, and met Zhu Jiangci head on.

She grabbed Zhu Jiangci's arm and waved the purse in her hand, "Where did you get the picture from? I can't even remember where I put this picture... "

"When you left, you still had some things that you didn't take with you. I kept them all the time." Zhu Jiangci took the wallet in her hand, his thumb caressing the wallet crease, "After you left, I looked at the growth album that you and mom gave you, and I took some photos. I saved the rest of them properly for you."

Su Qiao An was startled. At that time, she did not think too much about it, and after Su Rong's death, she did not dare to look at anything related to Su Rong. Even that album was kept by her for a long time, so she took away Su Rong's remnants and left out the growth album that Su Rong made for her.

"You, mother loves you very much."

"Mm …" When Su Rong was mentioned, Su Qiao An's smile became extremely forced.

"It wasn't your fault. It was an accident." Zhu Jiangci knew what she was thinking in her heart, "If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have become like that, sorry."

She shook her head. "It has nothing to do with you. It's my problem."

"Actually, I asked myself if I could make a different choice if I could do it again." She pulled the corner of her lips and calmly looked into his eyes. "I will, if I can do it again, I will make a different choice."

Then, time would stop and she would become a scammer in Zhu Jiangci's heart.

They might never meet again, but Su Rong would survive.

"There are no 'ifs'. That hypothesis never existed." She smiled wryly. Occasionally, she would think about going back to that day.

She would definitely not sneakily run away, and that way, Su Rong would not have to die, and she would not continue to be entangled with Zhu Jiangci.

If she were to start over, the decision she would make would be to leave this place with Su Rong.

Without Zhu Jiangci, she would not have mattered. She would rather return to her own world than ask for something that didn't belong to her.

She slowed down and took a deep breath to suppress the bitterness. She smiled and said, "Let's not talk about that. The things I want are more or less done. What time do you think it was?"

"Three in the afternoon. Around seven in the evening."

"Is the hotel booked?" she asked.

"Yes, the hotel will send a car to pick us up at the airport."

She nodded her head, "I forgot to pack my makeup, I will go and pack now, you go and see if Yan Zhi is done."

She urged Zhu Jiangci to leave. After pushing him out the door, she closed the door.

The smile faded from her face, and she closed her eyes in exhaustion, pressing her forehead against the door.

On the other side of the door.

Zhu Jiangci looked at the tightly shut door in front of him, and suddenly tightened his grip on the door beside him.

It wasn't that he didn't see her trying to be brave, but he knew even more clearly that she wouldn't want to see him now.

Said he was going to forget the past.

Separated by two lives, how could he just forget?

He did not forget, nor did Su Qiao An.

The only thing she could do was to stay away from her when she felt the worst.

He wanted to stay with her, and he wanted to comfort her.

But...

The cause of all this was him, and his consolation was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire. It would only make her feel even worse.

There had been no sound from inside for a long time, so he could only wait outside until she had calmed down and opened the door herself.

Otherwise... Otherwise, he wouldn't even have the courage to push the door open and enter.

Su Qiao An was busy cleaning up the bottles on the table, and occasionally lost in thought.

Hearing the sound of footsteps from behind, she turned around. Seeing Fu Yanzhi who had entered the room, her eyes widened, "Yan Zhi?"

Without a word, he stepped forward and pressed the paper into her hands.

Opening it, there was only one sentence.

"I know that you don't want to see me right now, so you and Yan Zhi should head over first while I stay at the back."

Su Qiao An slowly let out a breath of air. Seeing Fu Yanzhi who was staring at her without blinking, she laughed, "Don't worry, I'm fine.

He nodded.

"Then obediently go to the living room and wait for me. I'll be right out." She gently spoke as she instructed Fu Yanzhi, but Fu Yanzhi did not move. He just stared at her, as if he was worried about her.