Because I rested for two days, the injury on my foot was almost healed, I walked to the living room, and saw that the curtains on the balcony were closed tightly, I knew that Leng Mochen was not at home, and when I walked to his door, I held the doorknob and hesitated, for three years, I didn't step into this door, never, this time, I went against him and walked in.

Yes, I'm going to go in, he forced me, he forced me to this dead end, he used me for three years, I want to go back, I must pay it back.

I took the doorknob, the room was not locked, I walked in and closed the door.

There was a faint fragrance in the room, Leng Mochen was a person with a habit of cleanliness, his room was spotless, but it was also very simple, except for a bed, a wardrobe, a computer, and a sofa, there was nothing else.

I wasted no time and rummaged around the room, hoping to find a phone number or a business card or something like that, but when I searched the room and found nothing, I glanced around the room and landed on the bedside table.

I crouched down and pulled open the drawer of the bedside table, there was nothing but a notebook and a few packs of cigarettes, I looked at the notebook, curiosity prompted me to pick it up, and with a gentle flip, a picture fell out of it.

I reached out and picked up the photo, there was a man and a woman in the photo, the man was Leng Mochen, his gentle gaze fell on the girl in his arms, the girl's face was against his chest, the smile was very sweet, Chu Chu was moving, under the sun, they were so happy.

What kind of girl can make Leng Mochen have such a gentle gaze, that kind of gaze, I have never seen it, he has never looked at me with that kind of gaze.

This girl should be the girl in Zhang's mother's mouth, right? It should be the girl he really loves!

However, why did I think this girl was a little familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere, I frowned and remembered.

The room was too quiet, and the slight footsteps outside the door prompted me to hear clearly, and I came back to my senses with a cleverness, knowing that it was Leng Mochen who had returned, and hurriedly sandwiched the photo in the notebook and put the notebook back in its place.

At this time, going out will only bump into him face to face, although I am not afraid of him, but I enter his room without permission to violate his privacy, what should he do if he calls the police? Didn't I lose my wife and my soldiers?

I glanced at the room anxiously, his room was so clean, so clean that there was not even a place to hide, and in a hurry, I looked at the window, and I remembered that there was a small balcony outside his window, which I had seen in the garden downstairs.

I didn't have time to think about it, so I opened the curtains and opened the window, jumped on the windowsill, jumped onto the balcony as fast as I could, and closed the windows and curtains.

I sat out of breath on the balcony and stroked my chest gently, praying that he didn't find anything wrong and that was the end of the matter.

I waited in horror, for the footsteps to sound again, for him to leave quickly, but, after waiting for a long time there was no movement, I could not help but be a little anxious, and was hesitating whether to peek at him, when there was a "bang" in the room, and I was so startled that I almost screamed.

Soon, the room fell silent, and I bit my lip and cautiously turned around to look through a gap left by the curtains.