The picture in front of her disappeared little by little, Lin Jiaying looked at this scene, her eyes couldn't help but redden, and tears fell drop by drop.

She didn't expect that the host would have such an unforgettable love, a man who can protect you with his life in a moment of crisis, that is really loving you.

Lin Jiaying slowly opened her eyes and woke up without a trace, but the tears in the corners of her eyes were so real.

She got up and looked around, why, she saw those scenes in her dreams......

And why, the previous host's memories were completely absent?

What happened in between, could it be that Bo Ziai died at that time?

One question after another ran through her mind, and she had to figure it out.

The breeze blew, blowing the broken hair in Lin Jiaying's ears, she sat there, her eyes were empty and in a daze, I don't know how long it took, she got up, she had no interest in reading the script in her heart, returned to the bedroom, put the script in front of the bedside table, and went out with the car keys.

In the picture, the place she saw the most was the host's bedroom in the Lin family's old mansion, maybe she could go there to find some clues......

Thinking like this, Lin Jiaying couldn't help but increase the accelerator, and the car was speeding all the way in the night.

This time, Lin Jiaying came to the Lin Mansion openly, but it was already a little late, and the old man Lin and the old lady had already slept.

"Second Miss, is there something wrong with you coming back so late?" The maid hurriedly greeted her, comparing her previous attitude, I don't know how much.

"I left something behind, and I came back to look for it, do you think I can go to the room and look for it?"

"Yes, Second Miss, please."

The maid personally led Lin Jiaying upstairs, but at the corner of the corridor, Lin Jiayi, who got the news, poked out a head, why did she come back?

Lin Jiaying walked into the host's original bedroom, closed the door, and locked the room.

She turned on the light, the room was suddenly bright, she looked around carefully, and couldn't help but find that the layout was not the slightest different from what she saw in her dream, Lin Jiaying walked to the desk, and her eyes seemed to appear in front of the host who was sitting here writing love letters, she stretched out her hand and opened the drawer, and the photo frame in the morning was lying there quietly.

She took out the album and couldn't help but stop at Bo Ziai in the photo......

For the first time in her life, she was touched by people's feelings!

In her previous cognition, the emotion between men and women was just a willing transaction, just like what she and Bo Zixiao completed was just a transaction.

She came to his side in order to complete the strategy task and became husband and wife with him, but the relationship between them was more like a deal.

But Bo Zi's love is different from the host, it is an emotion that emanates from the depths of a person's heart, an emotion that protects her with her life......

"You are great, may you rest in peace in another world."

Lin Jiaying muttered quietly, and finally put the photo frame back, she looked around, and suddenly, a small brocade box attracted her attention, she took the brocade box, this box looked very delicate from the outside, as if it was tailor-made.

Not only that, but this brocade box is also locked to completely isolate the inside and outside.