"I'm here to pack up my clothes today, Mama Chen!"

Xia Hanxun put on white home cotton slippers and went upstairs on taps.

I hadn't been back here for many days, so I opened the bedroom door and walked in, the room was as neat and clean as before, and colorful dolls were obediently arranged on the bed.

It seems to be waiting for her little master.

She stood in the room, quietly looking around the room where she had lived for ten years.

Faintly, she could still hear the laughter of Bo Yixi and me in this room......

Today, everything is gone.

She sighed softly, walked to the closet, and opened the cabinet door, where the beautiful dresses and spring, summer, autumn and winter clothes that belonged to her hung in a row, and the thin clothes on the side were neatly folded. With the exception of the clothes that should have been hung on hangers, the other thin items were all rolled up like flower rolls, stacked layer by layer in the closet.

This is not Chen's mother's handiwork, right?

She propped up her forehead in confusion, this home, except for Chen's mother who would come in to clean up, part-time workers would not be allowed to come in at all.

Not to mention helping her organize her closet.

But she didn't want to think about it, so she dragged a white printed suitcase out of the closet, opened it, and put the clothes like a flower roll inside.

Suddenly, a small pink cotton scarf caught her eye.

This scarf was a birthday present from Bo Yixi, and she can't remember exactly what year she received it.

She directly carried the pile of flower roll clothes into the box, and then picked out some hanging clothes and folded them casually and threw them into the box.

Seeing the pile casually thrown in the corner of the closet, it was the dress that Bo Yixi had given her, and the little pink scarf on it evoked her sweet and bitter memories.

Xia Hanxun hooked a scarf from the pile of disgusted clothes, slowly walked out of the house, and walked in the quiet corridor, she admitted that she was very reluctant to be here, but at the moment every bedroom door was closed, as if she was refusing her visit.

Walking to the top of the stairs, she sat down.

Downstairs in the kitchen from time to time there was the movement of Chen's mother doing things, Xia Hanxun leaned her head against the corridor, the scarf in her hand was crumpled into a ball, I don't know how long it took, she was sitting at the top of the stairs, but she heard familiar footsteps in the corridor behind her.

She turned back in horror, and sure enough, a man gradually stepped out of the shadows.

Bo Yixi saw the girl sitting at the top of the stairs clearly, and he also showed a look of astonishment.

It looked like he had just bathed his pectoral muscles with dripping water droplets and a white bath towel around him.

He was surprised to see the girl sitting at the top of the stairs and startled at the sight of him.

"Xiao Fu? You, you, you...... When did you come back? He hurriedly reached out and pulled the bath towel on his waist, squeezing out a smile.

Xia Hanxun's cheeks suddenly turned red, and he hurriedly looked away, "I'm here to pack up my clothes......"

"Pack your clothes? Oh-"

Xia Hanxun didn't expect that since she broke up with this person, she would be reunited in such an embarrassing way.

She thought he hadn't come home from work yet.

I knew that I would face such embarrassment, so I should have listened to Chen's mother.

Just when she wanted to escape from Bo Yixi quickly, the Bo family and his wife returned home with a smile, and what was even worse was that they returned home with the couple, the eldest young master of their family, Bo Qinghang.

"Huh? Kaoru-chan is back?! Mrs. Bo is a person who is as careful as a hair, when she changed shoes in the hallway, she saw Xia Hanxun's sandals, and she was surprised with a little joy, and with her surprise, the two men at the entrance also looked up at the living room, and their vision suddenly widened to the upstairs.

There are also two figures standing at the top of the stairs.