Han Shenyan took the broom, turned around and began to clean up the living room.

Zheng Xijing looked at his back, there was still no expression on his face, but in his heart, it was extremely complicated.

Originally, because he divorced his sister, she should have alienated him, but she knew the rights and wrongs between them, which made her unable to completely stand on her sister's side.

That's why she took the initiative to find him and ask him to contact her after meeting on the singing stage that time.

Although he agreed, he did not keep in touch as she said.

But in fact, it's okay, although I don't think it's his problem, but it's his sister after all, anyway, I'm still biased to my sister's side, although I'm a little lost, but, in the future, there is really one less brother-in-law, and one more ordinary friend who will smile and say hello when they meet.

But it's nothing, as long as I have a sister, it's enough.

It's just that what happened next was really a bit unexpected. He turned out to be her Y.

It's really hard to describe her mood at that time.

Astound.

Unbelievable.

A sense of betrayal.

Sadness.

Bewildered.

Tightly intertwined, like a mess.

However, even so, she still made a choice between Y and her sister.

Although such a choice is tough.

But she really hopes that she can use this incident to become an opportunity for her sister and him.

But even if she had already made a choice, how could her heart be happy?

That's her Y.

That was also her first love.

She can only force herself to be like an ostrich, burying her head in the sand, not thinking about it, not asking about it, not listening to the songs he sings, and not watching his variety shows.

Time always erases everything.

I just don't know how long this time will be.

People are not the same.

It only takes one day for some people to forget, some people for a year, and others for a lifetime.

She now dreamed that the two of them were talking happily less and less, and she would not think of him again in the dead of night.

However, just now, when she pushed the door open, she almost called out his name when she saw him.

Y。

Perhaps, time is not enough.

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“…… Uncle and aunt, are they the planes that will be at nine o'clock tomorrow morning?" Han Shenyan confirmed as he swept the floor.

"Yes, you will come and pick me up first, and then I will come with you. Zheng Xijing was wiping the table, and then glanced at him, "Don't say it, you didn't call it that before." ”

"Hmm. I know, but, Crystal, do you know what your sister means?" Han Shenyan asked helplessly.

"I don't know!" Zheng Xijing said angrily, and then glared at him, "I don't know, but don't you know either?"

Han Shenyan smiled bitterly.

It is precisely because he knows that he feels burdened.

Now, he can't afford her feelings.

He has his Lin fawn.

He pushed open the door and walked into the bedroom, still with the familiar sheets and bedding, which seemed to have changed from when he left. To his slight surprise, there didn't seem to be any dust in the bedroom.

It seems that her fragrance is still lingering in the room.

Pulling open the curtains, the sunlight outside the window swayed in unbridledly, bringing a soft atmosphere to the originally dim bedroom.

On the dresser by the window, there are all kinds of bottles and cans. Some of them still look brand new.

He didn't think about it any further.

The room wasn't too dirty in the first place and wasn't difficult to clean. Soon the floor was back to its brightness, the furniture was renewed, and the walls were re-hung with wedding photos, which symbolized a lot.

Zheng Xiyan did not choose to throw away these photos.

Instead, they took the photos off, put them back in their cartons, and put them under their beds.

The two people in the photo are still smiling sweetly.

Just like it was at the beginning.

However, although the house can be restored to its original state, there are still some differences compared to before.

Han Shenyan came to the study that once belonged to him.

The bookshelves in the study were now empty, leaving only two or three scattered books, scattered on the shelves.

His eyes fell on one of them.

He remembered the book very well, and the reason why he didn't take it at that time was because of the title of the book.

"Passing by Your World".

At the time, the title of the book made his heart ache, and he didn't want to be just a passerby in her life.

It's just that now, when he sees this book again, he only has a little emotion.

He took out and flipped through two pages, then gently put them back again, then looked away.

The computer desk was equally empty, and the computer that used to be was now in his current home.

Of course, the same goes for that guitar.

However, the piano still lay quietly in the corner of the study.

He walked over.

The surface of the piano was dark and bright, looking clean, and there was no floating ash, and when he opened the key cover, the sheet of music he had placed here was gone.

Did she see it?

It's good.

His slender fingers slid lightly across the keys, leaving a pleasant sound.

"You still have time to play this, why don't you think about what to do with the bookshelves and computers, your parents will definitely find the problem when they come." Zheng Xijing's voice came from behind Han Shenyan.

It was certainly impossible to move the original thing back, this was no longer his home.

Not just computers and books, but also guitars, clothes, and of course, the ingredients that should be in the fridge.

Since it's a play, you should do a full set.

However, in today's society, as long as you have money, these are not a problem. By the time it was six o'clock in the afternoon, everything that needed to be done had been done.

It was already bright outside the window, and the residential buildings opposite were already lit up sporadically.

"Crystal, are you going back to eat?" asked Han Shenyan after washing his hands.

Zheng Xiyan didn't speak, but looked at him with a frown, his expression cold. It was as if she had asked something she shouldn't have asked.

Han Shenyan smiled bitterly and changed his words, "Okay, what do you want to eat?"

"That's pretty much it. Zheng Xijing sat on the sofa and turned on the TV. "Whatever you want, I don't think the food in the fridge is very rich, please, brother-in-law!"

In the past, when she came to Zheng Xiyan to play, it was the same scene.

When Han Shenyan turned around, he sighed.

A lot of things have changed.

It's just that he didn't notice that while he was cooking, Zheng Xijing's gaze stayed on his back for a long time.

He didn't know either.

She also has a name, which is called K.