Chapter 693, Finishing

When Ye Ning appeared at the door of the house, Ye Mu was stunned, they just went back yesterday, why did they come back today?

Ye Ning was a little embarrassed, and called Ye Mu lightly and went in, she didn't see Ye Father, Ye Ning asked, Ye Ning said that he went out with his friends, Ye Ning didn't ask more, Ye Mu was curious about her.

"Why did you come back all of a sudden? Did something happen? Mother Ye saw that her face was not good, and she was a little worried.

"Nothing, come back and get something." Ye Ning said lightly, "Is there an empty box at home?" ”

"Yes, what are you going to do?" Mother Ye didn't rush to get the cardboard box, but pulled Ye Ning to the living room to sit down, "What happened to me?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just to get something." Ye Ning didn't want to tell her mother about these things, got up and went back to the room, and saw the photo album on the table Ye Ning walked over, obviously it was just a thin photo album, how did she feel a thousand pounds?

Ye Mu followed in with the box, looked at Ye Ning's back and said, "The box was found for you, what do you want to do?" ”

Ye Ning looked at the photo album and suddenly asked, "Mom, I want to pack up some things." ”

Ye Mu was conservative, looking at Ye Ning's back and seemed to think of something, and the hand holding the box clenched.

"I can't clean up the house in the first month, I can't promise you this."

"I don't clean up, I just take something."

"That's not going to work either!" Ye Mu's attitude was categorical, Ye Ning gently opened the photo album and looked at her past self with vague memories.

Seriously, she doesn't remember what she used to be like, if she really wants to recall, all she has an impression of being with Ji Lingfeng.

Bully him, reject him, avoid him, and even have a crush on him...... It's not that she didn't have her heart, but she didn't allow it at the time, and now she finally got what she wanted, but she turned over the old accounts, and she had no other way than to seal them all.

Ye Mu wanted to say something, the phone rang, Ye Mu left with the box, and when she received the call, she just said "um" a few times, and finally replied, "She's here." ”

Ye Ning, who was looking at the photo album in the bedroom in a daze, didn't hear Ye Mu's words, her hand brushed over those yellowed photos, as if she could remember something in this way, but in the end she didn't remember anything.

She didn't bother to think about it, it was all in the past, and the memories were just torturing herself again, there was no need.

Ye Ning closed the album, put the photo that fell out, opened a drawer and put the album in, closed it hard, and the hand that closed the drawer never took it down, as long as the past can be sealed forever.

When Ye Mu turned back to the bedroom, she saw that Ye Ning was still standing there, if it wasn't for the change in posture, she would have thought that Ye Ning was petrified.

"Lemon!" Ye Mu walked over and reached out to touch her, but she refused.

"Mom, let me be alone for a while."

Ye Mu didn't say much, turned around and left, leaving her alone in the room crying.

After adjusting her mood, Ye Ning cleaned herself up and walked out of the bedroom, and Ye Ning, who had made dinner, greeted her, but Ye Ning refused.

"I still have to go back to my hometown to find some information, so I won't eat, you and my dad don't have to work too hard, I still earn the money for eating!" Ye Ning held Ye Mu's hand and said, "Okay, I'll go back first, don't worry, I'm fine." ”

After leaving home, Ye Ning went to the rice noodle shop she used to go to to buy rice noodles and went back to her hometown.

She didn't know why she just wanted to eat that bowl of rice noodles, and she seemed to feel that one bowl was not enough, so she bought another bowl.

Looking at the regressive scenery, Ye Ning found that although she often came back, she never took a good look at the scenery, and every time she passed by in a hurry, now that she looks at it again, it is already cold and bleak.

Things are not people, about that.