Chapter 1024

But I didn't expect that after so many years, it was still intact.

For a moment, Han Mu Zi's mood became a little complicated.

In addition to the complexity, the corners of the lips are slightly warped.

Five years ago, he didn't throw away the cupboard. Does it mean that he didn't throw it away five years ago He was at that time

Thinking of this, Han Mu Zi reaches out her hand, caresses the surface of the cabinet, and then slowly opens it.

After opening the cupboard, Han Muzi accidentally found that the things inside coincided with those left in her memory. She shook her hand with the cupboard door and stood in the same place.

Not only the cupboard, but also the contents.

The cleaners Xiao Su was looking for were all professionals. Xiao Su had ordered that only cleaning should be done. However, the original plants, trees, bricks and tiles, from bed surface, sofa, wardrobe to flowerpot carpet, remained the same.

There is a kind of power surging in my heart, which affects Han Muzi's heart.

Night ink Xuan see that small cabinet, headache aggravation, standing at the door of he just half lean on the door, in front of the scene slowly changed.

Originally in his vision, only Han Muzi squatted beside the cabinet.

Now, there is one more figure around.

The tall man sat in a wheelchair. The room was quiet. He sat not far from the cupboard, and his eyes never left the cupboard from beginning to end.

I don't know. I don't know what he's looking at.

But at this moment, Mo Xuan knew that it was the only thought she had left in the room.

Because she did not come back to pick up things, so the things in the cupboard naturally did not take away, just became the night ink Xuan thought.

In this way, day after day, he went to and from work. In the process of seeking her information, he looked at what she had left in the house and thought about it.

As long as he sits in the wheelchair, his mind will be filled with smiles.

Later I don't know how long later, he no longer stepped into this place, but everything here has not changed.

These memories in the night ink Xuan mind quickly ran, like the new year's Eve suddenly started fireworks, and disappeared in a flash.

Headache in aggravation, night ink Xuan thin lips tight, eyebrow almost twisted into a Sichuan word.

Cold sweat, seeping down the forehead.

The night Mo Xuan calms down, and it takes a lot of effort to pull himself out of the memory. In front of him, it's suddenly clear, where are the scenes.

In front of him, only Han Muzi standing in front of the cupboard was in a daze.

It seems that she, like him, has special feelings for this cabinet.

Night ink Xuan see her hand, yingbai fingertips gently touch those clothes, the pain in his brain, no longer bear pain, almost stuffy hum.

Let her see herself like this and worry again.

So at the moment, Mo Xuan doesn't have any hesitation and turns to leave.

And Han Muzi immersed in his memory, has not found the night ink Xuan left, she stroked those clothes one by one.

Suddenly something hit her hand and arm. Han Mu Zi lowered her head and found it was a tear.

She stopped subconsciously, but did not dare to reach out to wipe away the tears on her face.

I didn't expect that she would be moved to tears by a cupboard. If ye Moxuan saw it, he would laugh at himself.

No, she can't see it.

Han Muzi pretends to lean in and plunges her head into the pile of clothes. Then she wipes a few tears with her clothes and eases her mood. Then she takes a deep breath to let herself recover as usual.

Probably because of a guilty heart, so when Han Mu Zi looked back, his face had already brought a smile.

"I didn't expect that this cabinet was still here. At the beginning It's not easy for me to get this cabinet. You still... "

Han Muzi said half suddenly stop, because in front of no night ink Xuan figure, she suddenly Zheng in place, expression some surprise and doubt.

Isn't he still here just now? Why is she missing when she looks at a cabinet?

Is something wrong?

Think of here, Han Mu purple face a change, quickly go forward to find the night ink Xuan.

Out of the room, Han Mu purple saw the night ink Xuan standing at the end of the corridor, just by the window of that position, and he now back to himself, one hand on the window.

Han Muzi walked towards him in disbelief, but didn't call his name. When she came near, she found that his hands were bulging.

The night Mo Xuan suppresses the pain coming from his mind, and endures the pain like an avalanche. In the blink of an eye, the cold sweat rolls up his whole body.

Unexpectedly, his headache not only did not subside, but also aggravated.At this time, the night ink Xuan heard the body behind came the tiny footsteps.

His pupils shrink slightly, and his face changes during the moment. He wipes a little sweat with his bare hands, and then looks back at Han Muzi.

"Finished?"

He looked calm, his voice was as usual, and he didn't sound like anything was wrong.

But Han Mu Zi is still staring at him.

The night Mo Xuan lightly smiles to walk forward, "how?"

Han Muzi did not speak, just staring at him, finally asked: "this sentence should I ask you? What's the matter with you? "

Listen to speech, night Mo Xuan thin lip is tiny to stir up, "what how?"

Seeing him like this, Han Mu Zi finally couldn't help frowning, biting his lower lip and looking at him.

"Are you suffering again?"

Ye Moxuan No, just come here for a breath and have a look at the scenery under the window. "

He lied quietly, as if the person who was holding the windowsill painfully just now was not himself. This attitude made Han Muzi angry, but at the same time distressed.

He was angry that he had to hide his pain from himself.

I feel sorry for him again. I want to keep it from myself. I'm afraid she's worried, right?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt sorry for him. She wanted to reprimand him, but she felt that he was in such pain now. If she lost her temper again, he had to comfort herself.

He has been in such pain, and he has to comfort her. How painful is he?

Thinking of this, Han Mu Zi could only smile, pretended to believe him, and asked softly, "what's nice downstairs? Did you see the cabinet I just showed you? "

Cabinet

Mention that cupboard, night Mo Xuan's skull is again a burst of draw pain.

Han Muzi was alert to find that the corner of his eye was twitching. Then she realized that she couldn't carry the cabinet. She had to quickly change the topic: "by the way, I just thought that there was a garden in the back, or Let's go there for a walk. The air is good. "

Night ink Xuan pale lips pull open a smile, gentle nod: "good."