A heavy object hooked up at the tail of the mop, and a yellowed wooden box was pulled out from under the bed. The cover was shaken, and through the cracks a pair of eyes could be seen, looking at her with a deep gaze.

Luo Xiyan was so frightened that she took a few steps back, this should be something that Lin Shanye put in the early days, how could there be a pair of eyes in it? Could it be that there is the female ghost in red that Lin Minghui said?

If so, she will destroy the female ghost's primordial spirit for him, and this house will definitely become peaceful from now on.

She found a stick of incense in a drawer and lit it, spun it around the air three times, silently recited a spell, then picked up a bottle of water and swallowed it, spraying it towards the wooden box.

She learned this ghost hunting method from Grandma Yang, and when she was a child, she once went to a house with Grandma Yang to catch ghosts. The children of the family cried every night, it was said that they had seen a ghost, and Grandma Yang used this method to successfully drive the ghost away.

The wooden box did not shake as she imagined, nor did it emit any white smoke, but did not move at all.

She plucked up the courage to step into the crate and held her breath for a few seconds as she removed the lid from it.

A musty smell came, she choked and coughed, and through a faint layer of smoke, she saw the black eyes again, it turned out to be a wooden doll.

Pushing aside this layer of spider webs, Luo Xiyan saw that there was not only a wooden doll, but also a lot of wooden dolls of different shapes lying inside.

She picked one up and put it in the palm of her hand, and looked closely, these wooden dolls were all tied in long ponytails, their big eyes were vivid as if they were talking, the corners of their mouths were slightly grinning, and they were all the same person.

She only knows that Lin Shanye has painted for many years, from youth to youth. But he never knew that he would carve so many wooden dolls in her image!

Suddenly, her mood became as turbulent as the sea, and she was like Nuwa, who pinched a lot of clay figures, stretched out her arms and embraced her beloved "people" with pity. Her chest swelled with sadness, and she instantly choked, and tears dripped from her face, irrigating the wooden doll.

A tear fell on the wooden doll's chest, and suddenly, the doll's body became warm and her eyes blinked.

"I know, you're still in love with me, aren't you? In that case, why did you fall in love with Meng Xiaoxiao? ”

"I don't know what Meng Xiaoxiao is, I only know that the person the master loves is you."

"Really? Are you saying that the person Shan Ye loves is me? ”

There was a rustling sound of clothes behind him, and Lin Shanye, who forgot to take his mobile phone, turned it back again, or said that he came to find an excuse to look at her.

Luo Xiyan rushed to him excitedly and grabbed his shoulders, his eyes that had been washed by tears were clear and bright, as pure as when they first met in their youth.

"Shan Ye, why didn't you tell me earlier, you actually carved so many wooden dolls for me?"

There was a little touch between Lin Shanye's eyebrows, the hero was short of breath, if he looked at it more, his deepest hidden inner world would definitely be destroyed. He resolutely put aside the warm fragrant nephrite in front of him, and didn't care about it, he believed that the captain of the criminal police could be invincible in the world with only one cigarette.

"It was all boring carving and playing when I was a teenager, and then I forgot about it when it was dusted to the bottom of the box, and now it doesn't make any sense."

Her eyes were aggressive: "It doesn't make sense, why do you keep keeping it hidden?" That means I still have a place in your heart, right? ”

"It's not that I collect it because it's meaningful, it's that I forgot to throw it away. As you can see, there are a lot of old things in my room, as well as these portraits of yours, which have the only meaning of existence, but they are just a sign of history. ”

"A sign of history? Is it just a sign of history? Shan Ye, do you have any troubles? I don't believe that a person who paints his youth and carves eternity will be a person who sees things differently? Did Meng Xiaoxiao use her father as the head of the authority to threaten you? Or do you have a handle in her hand? You have to leave me, don't you? ”

"Xiyan, your imagination is too rich, why can't you understand the original simple question? Not all love can be transformed into marriage, if it is combined, it will come, and if it is not, it will be divided, this is the law of the ages. Now that you have become Mrs. Yin, does it make sense to pursue this? ”

"You weren't like this before, even if I am the reincarnation of a rakshasa, you still have the same faith, and I will not marry in this life. Why did you suddenly change your mind? Especially when I see these wooden dolls in the depths of time, I don't believe that you are a person who thinks differently, tell me what is your problem? ”

"If you have to ask me to answer, then let me tell you, Meng Xiaoxiao is the most suitable person for me, and you are just a suitable person for love."

Luo Xiyan didn't know what to say at this time, she took a minute to judge the authenticity of this sentence, until the smoke in front of him smoked into her internal organs, and she knew that the relationship that belonged to them had already been buried.

"Okay, you are very frank, it seems that these wooden dolls are not suitable to keep, so I will let Sister Ju throw them away."

Yue Shanye's middle finger and index finger holding the cigarette were trembling, they crossed the ravine of time together, digging out the buried love little by little, when the long-lost love hit like a tide, their good times were so short.

When she walked out of the room, her steps faltered, and she was anxious to escape from this moment, to find a place where no one was to pay tribute to her lost love again.