By nightfall, Mr. Hoanson had already returned home.

I have to say that Aaron, as a friend, is still not very competent.

Although the rented house had been repossessed when he decided to leave here, he still rented it back as soon as he returned.

During the year he left, the landlord did not rent the house to anyone else for at least three years, as he had asked before he left.

It's not because of anything else, but in this house, there are memories that he likes very much.

Loved it, very nostalgic memories.

If someone else had set foot on it, the traces of those memories would have been erased.

Back in this familiar place, although he was still alone, at least his restless mood had been calmed down a little.

The weather has gradually cooled a little, but the indoor temperature is still the most comfortable and constant temperature.

He casually wears a pair of beach pants, the waistline of the beach pants is not high, revealing the perfect mermaid line.

I took a glass of water, and when I was drinking it, I remembered the girl's sparkling eyes again.

She was here that time, watching him drink intently.

Although she didn't say anything, her eyebrows were full of appreciation that she would have time to take back.

Even if this admiration turned into a deeper dislike for him after she came to her senses.

But at least it proves a little.

Her body, the memory of her soul, was there.

It is enough to ask him to confirm this.

As long as he alone has those memories, it is enough.

It's better never to have the day she knows about it.

Though...... He had also looked forward to and fantasized about everything going back to the real past.

What will she be like.

The gentle eyes that have appeared countless times in my dreams, the autumn water under the eyes is like the softest waves.

It makes people's hearts ripple and is like a breeze.

Just being quietly watched by her can make people feel that this life is enough.

"What are you thinking, your eyes are changing."

The cold voice came from his ears, and even at the moment he heard the voice, his brain automatically conveyed the news that the owner of his voice was Aaron.

Huo Ansen was still taken aback.

casually picked up the pillow and threw it at the man, but was surprised to find that he didn't dodge.

"What's wrong? It's the weight of the pillow, it doesn't hurt, does it? Don't even hide from it? ”

"yes, a bunch of feathers, what do I have to hide."

Huo Ansen finally sat quietly alone, slowly recalling those dusty memories.

was inexplicably interrupted by such an uninvited guest, and the result of being in a bad mood was really as provoked by Aaron.

He picked up the stool.

In fact, Huo Ansen's skills are quite good, thanks to the fitness he has always focused on.

But he really didn't expect that after this stool was thrown out, Aaron would not be able to hide.

"Didn't you eat?"

With a muffled grunt, Aaron fell to the ground in pain.

I usually don't think it, but now I look at his pitiful appearance of falling to the ground and screaming in pain.

A little skinny.

But that's clearly not right.

"I ate, and I wasn't hungry."

"Then you want to see if it hurts to hit the stool like this? Are you stupid? ”

Although he knew how much the seclusion period would affect Aaron's mood, according to his personality, he would not be so entangled.

Although Huo Ansen was scolding, the movements in his hands were quite gentle.

Quickly help Aaron bandage his wounds.

Fortunately, he didn't throw it with much strength, otherwise once he hit the heart, Aaron was afraid that he would have gotten into the ambulance by now. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "The World's Favorite: The National Male God is the Ex-Husband's Paw Book House" for free reading for the first time.