Bai Mo's heart was full of mixed feelings, her heart seemed to be cut open by something, and then closed fiercely, standing silently in front of the window, looking at the building in the distance, where her studio was located.

In the cabinet, all the files have been collected, leaving only her thick books.

Half a year later, the same house, the same location, but she can't go back.

She could never be herself again.

Bai Mo rarely has such a sad moment, in her life creed, sadness has always been a kind of power.

The doubts in her heart were gone.

Without evidence, everything is just speculation.

It is impossible for her to take the guess of a "stranger" and go around confessing Bai Mo's death.

A lace edge peeks out of the corner of the kitchen.

It was her favorite cereal before, probably when someone from the studio came to clean it up.

She bent down to pick it up from the ground and washed away the ash from it, but it was still bulging.

She has a slight anorexia and rarely eats, but she loves this cereal. Because my mother didn't have any cooking skills, what she was best at was soaking cereal with milk.

At that time, Bai Mo felt that this was the most delicious thing in the world.

Bai Mo sat on a bench in a nearby small park, chewing quietly, only to realize that its taste was too bland, just like Bai Mo's life.

Even, some are difficult to swallow.

A black stray dog has been standing in front of her, watching her eat stupidly.

Bai Mo tore all the bags open and gently placed them on the ground, watching it eat all the cereal.

There is a sadness in my heart, and when there is no choice, even dogs will eat healthy cereal with no additives.

Bai Mo is also a person who has no choice.

It was getting late, and Aunt Xiao called her.

"Where are you? Come on, we're ready! ”

She got up, clapped her hands gently, and glanced back at the building in the distance.

Back at Yun Sheng's house, when Bai Mo knocked on the door, it was Yun Sheng who opened the door.

She was both surprised and delighted, and the gloom in her heart instantly dissipated, and blurted out: "Why are you at home?" ”

Yun Sheng looked at her with a smile, stretched out his hand to gently rub her short hair, and said with a smile: "The coach knows that you came from China to watch the game, and specially allowed me to take half an hour off." ”

"It's a pity that I can't eat anything." Uncle Zhuang's eyes were red, and the table was full of Yunsheng's favorite dishes, but he couldn't move a bite.

"I weighed the urine test immediately, and it was troublesome to eat the wrong thing." Yun Sheng pulled her over and asked with a smile, "Did you go shopping?" ”

Bai Mo nodded and picked up his chopsticks.

The lion's head made by Uncle Zhuang is a must, the taste of the fish-flavored shredded meat is also very wonderful, and the sweet and sour fish and croquettes made by Aunt Xiao.

Bai Mo devoured these dishes, but his mouth was always the smell of cereal.

"This stupid boy, no one is robbing you!" Uncle Zhuang pushed the fish aside and carefully picked the thorns before putting them in her bowl.

"Don't choke!" Aunt Xiao hurriedly handed over a glass of water.

Bai Mo's mouth was stuffed with delicious food, but tears flowed down his eyes.

"Fool." Yun Sheng pulled up his sleeve and wiped her tears for her.

Uncle Zhuang couldn't stop laughing, and Aunt Xiao wiped her tears on the side.

All the grievances were comforted at this moment, and before entering the door, she didn't even know who she was, but seeing them, she found - home.

Long gone, warm, home.