I really don't want a second marriage

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

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

In addition to the complexity, the lip angle is slightly warped.

Five years ago, after he left, yetingchen didn't throw away the small cabinet. Does that mean... He was at that time

Thinking of this, Han Muzi reached out, stroked the surface of the cabinet, and then opened it slowly.

After the cabinet was opened, Han Muzi accidentally found that the things inside coincided with those left in her memory. Her hand holding the cabinet door was shocked, and she stood in place.

Not only the cabinet, but also the contents.

The cleaners Xiao Su was looking for were all professionals. Xiao Su had ordered only cleaning, but the original plants and trees here, brick by brick, ranging from bed sofa to wardrobe to flower pot carpet, remained unchanged.

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

When yetingchen saw the small cabinet, his headache worsened. Standing by the door, he just leaned half against the door, and the scene in front of him slowly changed.

Originally, in his sight, only Han Muzi squatted next to the cabinet.

Now, there is a shadow around me.

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

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

But at this moment, Tingchen knew that it was the only thought she left here in the room after she left.

Because she didn't come back to pick up things, the things in the cabinet naturally didn't take away, which just became yetingchen's thought.

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

As soon as he entered the room, he would sit in a wheelchair in a daze, and then his mind would think of the past, full of the woman's frowns and smiles.

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

These memories quickly ran through the sea of yetingchen's brain, just like the fireworks that suddenly burst up on New Year's night, and disappeared in an instant.

Headache is aggravating, night Tingchen thin lips tight, eyebrows almost twisted into a Sichuan word.

Cold sweat, seeping down his forehead.

Night Tingchen calmed down and spent a lot of effort to pull himself out of his memory. Suddenly, there was a clear light in front of him. Where were those scenes.

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

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

Night Tingchen saw her reach out, and his white fingertips gently touched those clothes. The pain in his brain increased. He could no longer bear the pain and almost hummed.

Let her see herself like this and worry again.

Therefore, Tingchen turned away without any hesitation.

Han Muzi was immersed in her own memory and didn't find that yetingchen left. She stroked those clothes one by one.

Suddenly something hit her hand and arm. Han Muzi lowered her head and found that it was a drop of tears.

She stopped unconsciously, but didn't dare to reach out to wipe the tears off her face.

Unexpectedly, she was touched to tears by a cabinet. If yetingchen saw it, he would laugh at himself.

No, she can't see it.

Han Muzi pretended to lean in, put her head into the pile of clothes, and then wiped a few tears with her clothes. After she tried to ease her mood, she took a deep breath to recover as usual.

Probably because of a guilty heart, Han Muzi looked back with a smile on her face.

"Unexpectedly, this cabinet is still here. At the beginning... It's not easy for me to get this cabinet. You still..."

Han Muzi suddenly stopped halfway when she said it, because there was no figure of yetingchen in front of her. She was stunned in situ, and her expression was a little surprised and confused.

Wasn't the man still here just now? Why did she disappear when she looked at the cabinet?

Is something wrong?

Thinking of this, Han Muzi's face changed and quickly walked forward to find yetingchen.

Out of the room, Han Muzi saw yetingchen standing at the end of the corridor, which was just the position near the window. At this time, he turned his back to himself and grabbed the window with one hand.

Han Muzi walked towards him in disbelief, but didn't call his name. When he approached, he found that his green tendons were raised in his hand holding the windowsill.

Night Tingchen restrained the sharp pain from his mind and endured the pain like a mountain falling down. In the blink of an eye, the cold sweat rolled his whole body.

Unexpectedly, his headache not only did not subside, but also intensified.

At this time, yetingchen heard the subtle footsteps behind him.

His pupils contracted slightly, and his look changed in a moment. He wiped a handful of empty sweat with his bare hands, and then looked back at Han Muzi.

"Finished?"

He looked calm, his voice was as usual, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with him.

But Han Muzi still stared at him.

Night Tingchen walked forward with a faint smile, "what's the matter?"

Han Muzi didn't speak, just stared at him and finally asked, "should I ask you this sentence? What's the matter with you?"

Listen to speech, night Tingchen thin lips slightly remind, "what's the matter?"

Seeing him like this, Han Muzi finally couldn't help frowning and biting her lower lip to look at him.

"Are you feeling bad again?"

Ye Tingchen: "... No, just come and take a breath and have a look at the scenery under the window."

He lied quietly, as if the man who had just painfully grabbed the windowsill was not himself. Such an attitude made Han Muzi angry, but at the same time, he was distressed.

He was angry that he would hide his pain from himself.

I love him again. He wants to hide it from himself. Is it because she's worried?

The more she thinks so, Han Muzi loves him more and more. She wants to scold him. She feels that he is so painful now. If she loses her temper again, he has to react and comfort himself.

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

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

cabinet......

Mention that cabinet, night Tingchen's skull is a burst of pain.

Han Muzi alertly noticed that his eyes were twitching. She realized that she couldn't mention the cabinet, so she had to quickly change the topic: "by the way, I suddenly thought there was a garden behind me, or... Let's go there for a walk. The air is good."

Night Tingchen's pale lips opened with a smile and nodded gently, "OK."