He gritted his teeth and hesitated for a moment, but turned and went upstairs.

Pushing open the door, although they had already left the place, the maid would probably come back every day to clean up.

The room was cold and cold.

There was not a single wrinkle in the sheets and pillows on the bed.

Jiang Yichen inexplicably remembered Su Yue's complaints before, and said with disgust that this room was worse than the model rooms of the sales department, and it was not popular.

It doesn't seem like a place for people to live at all, only he lives there.

Later, when they stayed here, she always made a mess of the room.

I was lazy and didn't say anything, but I swore that this would be more popular and more suitable for human habitation.

At that time, he always felt that she was lazy and deliberately made excuses, and he also sarcastically mocked her in a roundabout way.

But looking at the clean and tidy and cold room in front of him, he suddenly began to miss the mess that was always made by her here.

If you want to enter the door, you can see her lying on the bed rolling, and when he is working, he deliberately makes some noise to make him trouble.

She thought he didn't know she was doing it on purpose, but he knew it in his heart.

Just listening to her noisy voice and looking at the sly evil smile on her face, his always calm heart seemed to become lively.

Inch by inch, her eyes swept across the room, trying to find traces of what she had left here.

But no, nothing.

Jiang Yichen hated himself for the first time, why didn't he take all their things with him when he left here.

Stepping forward, she lay down in the same place where she slept every night before going to bed, and buried her face in the pillow.

I don't know how many times the room has been cleaned, and the sheets and pillowcases are all brand new, and there is no longer her temperature and breath.

Jiang Jiaqi said that she came back here before and stayed in the room for a long time.

At that time, what was she thinking?

Is it as reluctant as him, or do you just want to come back and taunt and dislike him?

Sometimes he really wanted to take the little girl's head apart and see what was going on in her head.

Why can you do it so heartlessly?

Jiang Yichen lay on the bed for a long time, took a deep breath hard, and then got up.

Raise your hand to smooth out the folds he had made on the bed.

The mood that has been terrible these days seems to be smoothed out little by little with the movements of his hands.

smiled sarcastically, maybe he should really learn from Su Yue's ruthlessness.

Raising his eyes, the sadness and injuries in his eyes had all disappeared, and he regained his usual calm and coldness again.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the vibrant green on the table.

In this black-and-white room, this pale shade of green is particularly eye-catching.

This was probably put in again when Aunt Xiu was cleaning up the house.

She always likes to get some flowers and plants, saying that they are put in the room, and when he looks at it after a long time in the office, the air in the room will become fresh.

It's just that he was probably a plant killer in his last life.

Every time this green plant is put into his room, it won't take long for it to die.

Even if Aunt Xiu waters it every day, it can't be taken care of.

Later, after they moved into this room together, Jiang Jiaqi did not allow others to come up and disturb him, so Aunt Xiu had to give up putting green plants in his room.

Now it's probably because they're all gone, that's why she's putting it back in.

The pot of greenery on the table was already a little sluggish.

Jiang Yichen raised his hand slightly, and his fingertips lightly touched the leaves on the top.

The row of tiny leaves moved, then wrapped their fingers around him.

Just like that little demon girl, every time she sleeps at night, she always has to roll to his side and wrap her hands and feet around him.

He always dreamed of being entangled in an octopus at night, and he couldn't breathe.

When he wanted to push her away, the little demon girl would frown in her sleep, and her little mouth would mumble dissatisfiedly, until he gave up pushing her, and then he would fall asleep again with satisfaction.

Probably it was these dependences that she always showed unintentionally, which gave him the illusion that he would mistakenly think that she was dependent on him and liked him.

Jiang Yichen smiled bitterly.

That's right, these were just his misunderstandings.

She liked someone else, never him.

Maybe when she unconsciously entangled him in her sleep, she always thought about other men in her dreams.

Purse your lips and withdraw your fingers.

Thinking that he probably won't be coming back again, he finally glanced up at the room.

Turning around and walking towards the door.

When I walked to the door and reached out to close the door, I saw the small green potted plant on the table again.

After a pause in the closing of the door, he finally pushed the door open again and walked back.

Reaching out to pick up the small potted plant on the table that looked like hers, and was about to leave, as he picked it up, a small piece of paper suddenly fell from the bottom of the pot to the ground.

Jiang Yichen bent down to pick it up, and was about to throw it into the trash can on the side, but on the piece of paper, a puppy suddenly came into view.

His brow moved slightly, and he took the piece of paper to his eyes and looked at it carefully.

A bespectacled puppy sits on a small potted plant, and two fleshy little paws are on the laptop in front of him, typing earnestly.

Because the fingers are fat, one finger occupies two letter keys.

It formed an unexpected contrast with the serious expression on its face.

It's very cute.

In the lower right corner of the piece of paper, there is a long string of numbers, and at the bottom there is a small heart.

Jiang Yichen turned the piece of paper and looked at the back, the top was clean, there was nothing.

Turn around again and look at the puppy.

I don't know why, he looked at this puppy inexplicably a little familiar.

I thought about it for a long time and didn't think about it.

Guess which anime puppy image it is.

However, who has the leisure time to paint this, and it is still hidden under a potted plant.

Could it be Aunt Xiu?

It shouldn't be, Aunt Xiu doesn't know how to paint at all, and probably doesn't have this kind of leisure.

Father Jiang and Zhou Ling are even more impossible.

This family can only draw, it seems......

Jiang Yichen's fingers pinching the piece of paper tightened suddenly.

can draw, and recently been to this room again, only Su Yue meets these two conditions!

What does it mean that she came to the room and drew such a puppy and hid it under a potted plant?

It's not going to be boring, is it?

However, the little demon girl has always been unpredictable, and it is not surprising that she will do anything.

Why would he be here to make his own amorous speculations.

He pursed his lips and reached out to put the sticky note back on the table.

Seeing the long string of numbers in the lower right corner, he hesitated and took his hand back again.

This string of numbers is in a group of four, and it should be arranged in a regular manner according to something.