Back here, Yan Feifei looked at the familiar grass and trees, and sighed with emotion in his heart.

She's been quite happy in the past week, rarely thinking about Orlando, but every time she thinks about it, she feels uncomfortable.

But overall, she is still very happy, there are many people around her who care about her, and she is busy with her future home and lifestyle.

She just changed the city and changed the mood.

Walking into the main house, she was greeted not by Orlando or Bai Ze, but by the loyal housekeeper Qi.

"Welcome back, ma'am." Steward Qi bent down and bowed, and the servants behind him also bowed.

Their grand gesture caught Yan Feifei off guard.

"Don't call me Mrs., my husband and I are divorced, call me Miss Yan."

Steward Qi and the familiar servants all hung their heads sadly, and did not change their words, which made Yan Feifei also hypocritical.

"I'm going to pack my things."

Yan Feifei ran away a little in despair, lived here for a year, got along with them for a year, and already had a deep relationship.

She knew that when she left here today, she would face a new life, and she would never come back. They work in Orlanda, and there will definitely be no intersection in the future, and this parting may be a lifetime.

The things in the musical instrument room have long been cleaned up by Steward Qi, and all the instruments in it are hers.

When she came to the master bedroom, the familiar decoration style and familiar taste made Yan Feifei, who already thought that she would not cry, shed tears again.

didn't want to be seen as cowardly, she closed the door, and her affectionate hands touched the room one by one, especially the photo of them at the head of the bed, which stung Yan Feifei's eyes.

Obviously let go, why is she still so miserable, they have no feelings anymore, they have divorced.

But the familiar pictures, all that flashed in my mind were the bits and pieces of their room, and all I remembered was how good Orlando used to be.

Obviously, I shouldn't think about it, but playing the sweet past of the two over and over again made my heart hurt violently.

She couldn't control herself, crouched on the ground, gasping for air.

Don't think about it, idiot woman, don't think about it, think about Orlando's bad.

However, thinking about it, it was all his good, not the truth showing in front of her eyes, she still can't believe that Orlando really doesn't love her anymore, and really doesn't want her anymore.

Holding the box, Yan Feifei looked at every corner of the house, put away her things, saw Orlando's things, and hurriedly skimmed them.

Piece by item, piece by piece of memory.

When you come to the bathroom and see her skincare products, his toothbrush, and his razor, you will think of countless memories of her shaving for him in the morning.

"Don't think about it, it's masochistic to think about it again!"

Yan Feifei hurriedly took a few things, walked out of the door, and when she walked out of the bathroom, she came to Orlando head-on, so frightened that she hurriedly turned her head away and wiped the tears from her face.

How did he get back?

"Feifei."

A familiar voice sounded from behind her, but Yan Feifei immediately turned his head and looked at Orlando's cold face, whose expression was obviously different.

"Small chairs."

"It's me." Lu Yi pulled up a slight arc, and her face, which was always smiling, was also full of sorrow at the moment, and her blue eyes were also looking at her sadly.

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