Countless questions rush to the throat.

For example, after she left, did his eyes heal?

Why make the house no different from what it was ten years ago?

In the past two years, he offered to be her boyfriend, seemingly gentle and considerate, and even cuckolded himself. But it's not another way to express not caring.

Does he want to take revenge on her for saying goodbye, or does he want to repay her for taking her in the first place?

"You ......"

She turned around, but after looking at Shangjiang Suizhou's deep and bright eyes, she couldn't ask a word.

Because she couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation for the fact that her temperament had changed drastically two years ago, and she didn't know him.

"Sorry, it's a bit messy at home."

Jiang Suizhou walked past her, put his clothes on the sofa, took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and showed his thin arms, his eyes were gentle: "What do you want to drink?"

Luo Xiaoxiao subconsciously replied: "Orange juice."

Jiang Suizhou entered the kitchen.

Luo Xiaoxiao was confused by this room that seemed to stand still in time.

She walked to her bedroom.

The inside is also the same as it was back then, but looking at the bed, it is obvious that there are people living there.

Luo Xiaoxiao opened the wardrobe, and the two clothes inside were incompatible.

Half of it is a brightly colored dress, and half of it is a simple men's dress.

Luo Xiaoxiao closed the closet, turned to look, and found that in this room, the things he and she left occupied half of each, and some things were still mixed together.

She didn't know what to say for a moment.

The dove occupies her room and occupies her room, why don't you move her things away.

Isn't he afraid that he won't be able to put his own things down?

But her stuff is still here, so what's going on in his room.

Luo Xiaoxiao was interested, but he couldn't open the door in the past.

She thought the door lock was broken, and after a few more twists, the door still didn't move.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Suizhou's voice suddenly sounded, and Luo Xiaoxiao was startled.

"I'd like to go in and have a look." She pointed to the door, "But the lock seems to be broken."

"No one lived in it for a long time, so I locked it." Jiang Suizhou handed her the orange juice and said gently: "It should be dirty and messy now, when I have time to clean it, you can look at it."

Luo nodded slightly, took the orange juice, and took two sips.

Jiang Suizhou's mobile phone rang suddenly, and he took it after saying a few words. Turn on the TV for her: "I have an online meeting temporarily, you can watch the TV first, and I will accompany you when I am over."

Work is important, what else can Luo Xiaoxiao say.

I could only sit lazily on the sofa and casually find a bloody eight o'clock stall to watch.

I don't know if the plot is too boring, her eyelids gradually heavily, and she fell asleep unconsciously in the heroine's hoarse voice of "do you love me or love her".

Two minutes later, the door opened, and Jiang Suizhou came out, picked her up, and put her back on the bed in the bedroom.

She closed her eyes quietly and slept peacefully.

Jiang Suizhou propped up her body, and her slender fingers traced her facial features.

What he didn't dare to do at the beginning, now he does it unscrupulously.

It was the first time he had watched her so seriously.

It's exactly the same as he had imagined ten years ago when he hadn't seen it.

"Xiaoxiao, when you come back this time, don't go, okay? Kindness? ”

The person who is asleep breathes steadily, and naturally does not give him any response.

He chuckled lowly and said hoarsely, "If you don't speak, I'll take you as a promise."

He leaned over and pressed his thin lips to her ear: "Remember, you can't go back."