The door didn't lock as I thought, and it opened as soon as I pushed it open.

I walked in through the hallway, turned on all the lights in the hall, and the first floor suddenly became unusually bright.

When the eyes opened, the sense of familiarity came to the face, and all the furnishings were exactly the same as they were eight years ago, the position of the picture frame, the direction of the sofa, everything was still fresh. It's like it's already waiting for its returning.

My eyes were filled with tears, and I ran to the third floor......

Chapter 89 of "Waiting for You to Have No Voice" Go and get the certificate It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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