The weather is getting colder and colder, Jiang Ning just packed up his summer clothes and brought them to Shanda, and when he was at school, he bought a few pieces online, but there were not many, so he planned to go back to the old house to pick up a few.

He is not a person who likes the new and hates the old, on the contrary, he is often reluctant to throw away some clothes that he has worn for many years. Some of his clothes were washed and faded, and some were stained with the smell of laundry detergent...... Although he now has hundreds of thousands of savings in his hands, he is still a thrifty person.

To put it nicely, it's called the taste of time.

This is the first time he has returned to the old house since entering the Grand Mansion. The environment in the community is still the same as when he first returned to Liushi, the difference is that the building he lives in is much more deserted.

Since Zhang Xuemei's incident, most of the residents in that building have moved away, leaving only herself and another family. I went to Shanda to live in a student apartment, and there was only one family left.

I don't know if it's because of some rumors, this house has never been rented. The cost of renting a house in Liushi is still relatively low, and the Jiangningjia community has a good geographical location, size, and layout, but no one comes to see the house, as if it has become an empty building.

Returning here again, Jiang Ning felt quite lonely.

Recalling that when he was a child, if Jiang Li was not at home when he came home from school, and no one cooked dinner, Zhang Xuemei would enthusiastically let him come to his house for dinner...... In her words, one more person is no more than an extra pair of chopsticks, and it is quite lonely for her to eat alone.

Jiang Ning misses Zhang Xuemei's barbecued pork noodles very much, he has eaten countless noodle restaurants when he started his business abroad, some of them are really delicious, but none of them can be like Zhang Xuemei's cooking, the taste is unforgettable for him.

From the soup to the noodles to the marinated barbecued pork, all the ingredients are different, but they are cooked in the most ordinary way.

Jiang Ning also often jokes that if Zhang Xuemei opens a noodle restaurant, it must be the one with the best business in Liushi.

Unfortunately, he can't eat anymore now.

The hallway had been thoroughly cleaned, and the smell of blood that night had long since dissipated. But the scene of that night has always been very clear in his mind.

He remembered Zhang Xuemei, remembered Chen Dian, and remembered everything that had happened.

He remembered that diary, as well as the words in the diary, even if he thought about it now, he had to sigh that it was really not easy for Chen Dian, a person who was crawling at the bottom of society, to have such thoughts.

All the beauty in this world is given by people, and the world itself is not beautiful. The purest beauty is to have nothing, to have nothing, and not to lose anything.

He stood at the door of his house, looking at the walls that had been repainted...... It was once covered in red paint and painted with the words "murderer".

I took out the key and opened the door, and as soon as I entered the house, a smell of dust hit my face. Jiang Ning opened the window for a while, then cleaned up, and went into the cloakroom to pack up his winter clothes.

He wanted to stay in the old house a little longer, there were memories of his childhood, and he hadn't been back for a long time, so it would be good to stay here for one night.

There were still a few thick books on the shelves, and Jiang Ning walked into the storage room and moved a lot of large boxes out.

I opened the box, and there were some photo albums, photo frames, and diaries, as well as my elementary school homework and kindergarten awards...... Lots of things full of memories. Originally, he planned to throw away all these things when he went to high school, but Jiang Li left them, saying that when he grew up in the future, this was the best memory.

As a result, before he grew up, it had become a memory.

Jiang Ning opened the old photo album, and the first page was a family photo, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother, as well as his brother, and himself who could only sit on his father's lap when he was young...... Turning back, there was the time of his first birthday banquet, the time when his father held his hands and feet and he walked, and the time when he rode Jiang Li as a horse.

The further back he flipped through the photos, the newer they became, and after flipping through a few albums, he subconsciously wanted to wash his hands, but found that his palms were still clean.

Jiang Ning was stunned.

He took the album out of the box again, only to find that the album was very clean, both on the cover and on the inside pages.

The last time he turned these things out was when he cleaned up his things nearly half a year ago, when he remembered very well that the photo album was still stained with dust, and he didn't wipe it down at that time because of his hurry.

Why did the album that had been in the box for half a year suddenly be clean?

Almost instantly, his nerves tensed.

He opened a few other boxes, and the awards and diaries in them were all clean except for some old ones.

Even the boxes that had been removed from the storage room were spotless, as if they had been wiped down a short time ago.

Jiang Ning got up suddenly.

When he came back, the electric gate was closed, and he hadn't been taught water bills for half a year after leaving home, and the faucet should not be able to wring out water...... After checking that the places were all right, he went into the kitchen, where the stove was clean and the pots and pans were in the same position as the last time he left.

Is it because you are thinking too much?

No, the album can't be cleaned by itself, it must have been touched by someone.

Someone has ever entered their home?

Who is it? Is it the person who organized it behind Lu Chongguang? Or is it the Liushi police?

But why do these people wipe down albums...... Could it be that Jiang Li has ever come back?

Jiang Ning instantly got goosebumps.

He checked every corner of the house again, there was no sign of any one living in it, and everything was in the same place as when he left...... Although it has been half a year, the memory may not be very clear, but most of the locations Jiang Ning will not be mistaken.

Even the degree of his inspection has been so subtle that he counts how many bowls there are, is there a pair of chopsticks missing...... It doesn't matter.

Tired and slumped on the couch, he pulled out a tissue to dry it...... Paper towel?

The paper on the coffee table was full, but Jiang Ning remembered that the last time he left home, he threw the unused paper towels into his school bag.

He picked up the paper and looked at it, then leaned down to look under the couch and swept it with a broom.

Some dust swept out from under the couch, and there was a cigarette butt.

Jiang Ning doesn't smoke, and Jiang Li doesn't smoke either...... Judging by the extent of the cigarette butts, it must have been thrown under the sofa not long ago.

Someone has been here!

A picture came to Jiang Ning's mind...... A stranger or familiar person came to his house, stayed for a while, used tissues here, smoked cigarettes, and even lived for a few days. When he was leaving, he was about to clean up all the traces, but when he was cleaning, he accidentally swept the cigarette butt under the sofa, and finally he forgot about it.