What 433 showed in front of Lin Ruoxi and Yang Chen was a bright room with more than fifty square meters.

At the other end of the room is a balcony overlooking the courtyard outside, with black carved metal tables and chairs, and pots of green plants shivering in early spring.

The white tulle swayed in the wind, and the molten light sowed onto the dust-free wooden floor.

Lin Ruoxi walked into the room and reached out to touch the TV cabinet with an older shape, and on her left side was a large bed more than two meters wide.

Wang Ma had already changed into her futon, and the three white wooden wardrobes in the room were also full of Lin Ruoxi's expensive clothes.

In the right corner of the room is a small passage leading to a wardrobe and a bathroom, which naturally has a lot of Lin Ruoxi's luggage moved here, but Wang Ma didn't dare to touch it, so she put it there for the time being.

Above the bed, a Western landscape painting hangs on the wall, and the yellow flowers all over the mountains seem to sweep a fragrant breeze. In fact, this room does exude a faint fragrance.

Yang Chen could tell that this fragrance was not from Lin Ruoxi's original room, but from the original owner here.

Of course, this description is a bit supernatural, but many things from Lin Ruoxi's mother Xue Zijing are still stored in this room, such as some handicrafts, such as some books that she liked before her death, and some stationery.

The dresser is also from that era, and the mirror has been wiped down and is as bright as new.

In the picture frame on the bedside table is an old photograph.

Lin Ruoxi walked over, picked up the photo frame, and slowly sat on the soft big bed, rubbing the three people in the photo, stunned.

Yang Chen stepped forward, distinguished, and recognized the two women here, who were the late old president and Xue Zijing, and Xue Zijing was holding a baby girl in her arms, wrapped in a white velvet blanket, which should be what Lin Ruoxi looked like when she was a child.

At that time, Xue Zijing looked like Lin Ruoxi today, but compared to Lin Ruoxi's coldness, she was a little more gentle, with a faint smile on her face.

Lin Ruoxi muttered a few words in a low voice, but he couldn't hear what it was, then put down the photo frame and casually opened the drawer of the bedside table.

The things in the drawer, Wang Ma didn't touch much, after all, she only moved in yesterday, and she didn't have time to clean up anywhere, so when she opened the drawer, she raised some dust slightly.

Lin Ruoxi stretched out his hand to shake the dust away, and the contents of the drawer could be seen clearly, but it was a thick photo album and some air-dried rose petals.

Yang Chen sighed in his heart on the side, his mother-in-law who had never met was really a sentimental lady, what rose petals were nothing to put in this drawer? Could it be that this is a decoration drawer?

Lin Ruoxi's attention was attracted by the photo album, and when she saw the old photo of the bedside table, she had already been reminded of too many memories, so she couldn't wait to take out the album at this moment.

Suddenly realizing that Yang Chen was still beside him, Lin Ruoxi frowned, and thought carefully about whether he had any embarrassing photos when he was a child, which seemed to be absent in his memory, so he opened the album with confidence.

Yang Chen was also very interested in looking at the things in the old photo album, so he sat on Lin Ruoxi's side with his buttocks.

Lin Ruoxi felt that the whole bed flicked, and Liu Mei frowned slightly, "Light, what should I do if I break the bed." ”

"No, we're not fat, if you move a little, this bed won't break," Yang Chen said.

"It's rude", Lin Ruoxi said, "Separate a little, it's too tight, I'm very uncomfortable with you like this."

"I don't feel like I'm separated, I'm more comfortable this way", Yang Chen just finished laughing, and suddenly felt why this conversation was so lovely, so he couldn't help laughing.

Lin Ruoxi was about to look at the photo, why did this guy suddenly laugh out loud like a nervous nerve, and asked curiously, "What's wrong with you?"

Yang Chen leaned into the root of Lin Ruoxi's ear a little playfully, and said with hot air: "If the conversation we just had was heard by outsiders, what scene do you think people would think?"

Lin Ruoxi thought seriously for a while, thinking of Yang Chen's unlearned thinking, and immediately understood, her delicate face was pink, she glared at Yang Chen angrily, ignored him, and opened the photo album in her hand.

The first page of the album surprised the two of them that it was not the imaginary family photo, but Xue Zijing's private photo.

Inside, Xue Zijing was wearing a student uniform like a blue and white sailor uniform of that era, standing at the gate of a middle school, smiling sweetly. The photo has been yellowed, but it can still be clearly distinguished that the school is a middle school in Yanjing.

"Your mother has always been from Yanjing?" Yang Chen asked.

Lin Ruoxi thought for a while and shook her head, "I don't know, my mother's maiden family has immigrated overseas, and I basically didn't have any news when I was a child, and my grandmother didn't mention it to my mother, maybe it's right, didn't Aunt Guo mention that they have known each other since childhood." ”

Flipping through the past, most of them are also photos of Xue Zijing's growth process, although it is different from what the two of them originally thought, but obviously Lin Ruoxi is very interested in learning about her mother's life.

This has to be said to be a kind of sadness, and it is only after the death of the mother that the daughter has the opportunity to see the memories of these times.

After turning more than a dozen pages, Xue Zijing's photos suddenly had a few more group photos.

The other girl in the group photo, the two of them look a little familiar, and if you look closely, isn't this Guo Xuehua!?

Lin Ruoxi and Yang Chen glanced at each other, the two had heard Guo Xuehua tell about her friendship with Xue Zijing, which was a good sisterhood, and this time it was confirmed again.

The two Chunlan Qiuju, each with their own beautiful posture, left a lot of marks on the photos of their high school days, and then went on, in their college years, the two still appeared together, and at that time, they had really become big girls.

"Your mother is really like you", he felt it in front of the tombstone before, and then Yang Chen couldn't help but praise again.

Lin Ruoxi glanced at him dissatisfiedly, "Is there such a comparison with you, it's because I am very similar to my mother."

When Lin Ruoxi said this, she was obviously a little proud, in her heart, she was still proud of having a beautiful mother, perhaps it was this pride that made her particularly in awe of her mother, and before Xue Zijing was alive, she didn't dare to be close to her mother.

Yang Chen smiled, and said that it felt strange after saying this.

When I flipped it down again, there was finally another change in the photo, and this change made Lin Ruoxi and Yang Chen sluggish almost instantly.

I saw that on a photo by the lake, Xue Zijing and Guo Xuehua were standing beautifully next to a tall and handsome man, who looked many years older than the two daughters and was very mature.

This is nothing, the key is that this man, Yang Chen and Lin Ruoxi both know each other-Ning Guangyao!

Although Ning Guangyao was more heroic when he was young than he is now, he could still clearly recognize it, and his general appearance had not changed much.

Too many thoughts passed through Yang Chen's mind in an instant......

When they first met, Ning Guangyao kept staring at Lin Ruoxi, but it was obviously not a man's gaze on a woman......

Later, when he met Ning Guangyao in the headquarters, he asked Yang Pojun so resolutely to treat Guo Xuehua well and not allow Guo Xuehua to be confined......

After that, I went to her mother's and grandmother's cemetery with Lin Ruoxi, and the black Audi car I saw at the bottom of the mountain, the bouquet of bauhinia flowers that Lin Ruoxi said, was given by someone all year round......

An idea that had already been guessed, at this moment, made Yang Chen feel his scalp tingle, and then looked at Lin Ruoxi, who was a little stunned and confused beside him, Yang Chen's brows were deeply locked, and his face was solemn.

Lin Ruoxi didn't notice that Yang Chen's emotions around her were so surging, she was just very surprised at this moment, how could her mother and Ning Guangyao know each other?

"Wife, don't look at it, let's go down for lunch", Yang Chen stretched out his hand, pressed down on which page of the album, and said to Lin Ruoxi with a smile.

Lin Ruoxi came back to her senses, frowned and said, "You know what to eat, what is in a hurry, Wang Ma will call us." ”

"I want to eat the dishes you cook", Yang Chen said seriously.

Lin Ruoxi glanced at him, "Don't make trouble, Wang Ma and her mother are in the kitchen, and Zhenxiu is also helping, I can't interfere at all." Take your hand away, I haven't finished reading it yet."

Yang Chen said in his heart, if you look at it again, maybe something really happened!

But he can't tear up the album, or make Lin Ruoxi dizzy, with Lin Ruoxi's wisdom, he will definitely find that he is unusual, and he will also explore some hidden things.

In desperation, Yang Chen let go of his hand, just hoping that nothing exciting would appear in the back.

However, bad things always happen at the most undesirable moments......

Lin Ruoxi only turned the page, and a photo appeared that made Yang Chen depressedly think about the fist smashing the bed board......

It was a group photo that was very washed, but on it, Guo Xuehua did not appear, just Xue Zijing and Ning Guangyao!

What is even more difficult to ignore is that Xue Zijing is leaning on Ning Guangyao's arms, and Ning Guangyao's eyes are also full of love.

This photo should have been taken in a photo studio, in those days, except for lovers, who had nothing to do to go to the photo studio to take such a photo like a wedding dress!?

On the white edge of the photo, someone used a fountain pen to write a few lines of Juanxiu's ink-colored handwriting, which is clearly visible today......

"I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River.

Every day, I don't see you, and I drink the water of the Yangtze River.

When will this water stop, and when will this hatred end?

I only hope that your heart will be like my heart, and I will live up to my thoughts"......

When Lin Ruoxi's soft voice finished reading these few words, her originally pink pretty face was already white, her thin lips trembled slightly, and her two hands holding the album were slightly bent and stiff.

The silence in the room, the sound of a falling pin.

Yang Chen could hear Lin Ruoxi's trembling heartbeat, which was so hesitant, shocked, and uneasy.

"That...... Ruoxi baby, what do these poems mean", Yang Chen tried to distract Lin Ruoxi's attention and let her relax.

Lin Ruoxi was stunned for a long time and didn't answer, but turned to the next page of the album again......

This time, there are a few smaller photos, but without exception, they are all photos of Xue Zijing and Ning Guangyao laughing together, and even many of them, you can find that they took them themselves, and the affection between you and me can be felt at just a slight glance.

Until the end, there was finally a photo that was different, or rather...... is mutilated......

It was a photo that was half torn off, and only Xue Zijing was left in the photo, wearing a floral white dress that complemented her temperament, smiling like a flower.

On her side, there was another person, but it was torn off.

The photo was directly stuffed into the album and was not clipped, so when Lin Ruoxi picked up the photo, he saw two ancient nouns scribbled on the back: "Even if there are thousands of styles, who to talk to."