"Yes, young master. ”

The two nodded, Luo Xiao didn't say anything more, and the car drove out with a bang.

He drove very fast, and in less than twenty minutes, he reached his destination.

Luo Xiao did not enter through the front door, but went around to the back door and parked the car at the door.

He pushed the door open and got out of the car.

Everything here is still familiar, he has lived here for more than 20 years, and every plant and tree is remembered.

Luo Xiao's pace slowed down, there were not many people living in the community, most of them were old people, they had already fallen asleep at this time, his eyes swept to the left and right, and fixed on the swing in the lawn next to him.

The corners of Luo Xiao's mouth were raised, he walked over, the swing swayed with the evening breeze and made a squeaky sound, this swing was here when he was a child, in fact, it had already been rusty, and it felt very stingy to the touch, he sat on it, and the entire swing frame shook down.

Luo Xiao grabbed the chain of the swing with both hands, he raised his head, and his eyes happened to be on the window of the family opposite that had turned off the light, and he still remembered that when he was a child, every time he pushed Xiao Ran to swing here, she would say, Brother Luo, look, that family is frying shredded potatoes again......

She has been saying things for so many years, why do you suddenly stop saying it?

Luo Xiao really couldn't figure it out, he was obviously still waiting in place, but why would she take a step first, okay, why didn't she wait for him?

Obviously, she held her hand so tightly before, she said that she would let it go, and her body was given to Mo Nanjue for the first time, and he didn't care about it all, but even her heart, he lost it.

He didn't understand, how could Tong Ran be ruthless and abandon him?

His love has not changed, he thought that she would not change, he firmly believed in the love for so many years, and it collapsed in front of his eyes, crushing his bones.

Why can she say that if she doesn't love, she won't love?

No one could give him this answer.

Luo Xiao stood up, the swing made a piercing sound, and the ice under his eyes was gathered together, as if memories were sharp knives, stabbing him to the ground.

He raised his eyes and swept over the familiar lawns, sandpiles, and bike sheds......

Luo Xiao retracted his gaze and walked forward with his legs raised.

He could walk to the familiar door almost with his eyes closed, and Luo Xiao took the key from his pocket and opened it.

The door was not locked, he turned on the light after entering, the living room was cold, and the furnishings remained unchanged, this was the second time he came back after leaving the house, except for the last time because of Xiao Dye.

He used to think that this was his home, the warmest place for him, but the fact that it spread out smashed his head and bleed, and this was no longer his home.

Luo Xiao frowned, he didn't change his shoes, and went upstairs.

There was a huge photo hanging at the staircase on the second floor, Luo Tingsong's black and white face was facing him, the corners of Luo Xiao's mouth hooked up mockery, he looked away stiffly, and the disgust in his eyes could not be dissipated.

In the innermost room on the second floor, Song Fang was not asleep, she couldn't sleep since Luo Tingsong left, she pushed open the door and came out, and saw Luo Xiao standing at the top of the stairs.

Song Fang was stunned, obviously didn't expect him to come back, "Xiao Er......"

Luo Xiao turned his head sideways to look at her, and he stepped back, his eyes full of sarcasm, "Hanging this photo here, don't you feel a bad conscience?"

Song Fang was wearing pajamas, she stretched out her hand to wipe her tears, "Xiao'er, mom is just afraid that if your father wants to come back, she won't be able to find the way......"

"Come back?" Luo Xiao sneered, "Where did he get his face?"