Shixia began to walk towards the dark room......

When Shi Xia entered the room, he turned on the light, and the general outline of the room came into Shi Xia's eyes.

The room is very clean, clean without a trace of dust, just like Mo Zhihan himself, neat and new, and the things placed are even more orderly and organized.

Shi Xia roughly swept it, and didn't see any photos of first love, here, not only did there be no photos of first love, but there was not even a photo of Mo Zhihan himself, it seemed that it was really just used for office, and there was no clue at all.

Shi Xia thought to himself, it seemed that he was really thinking too much, and he even believed Qin Yanlu's words.

Shi Xia sighed helplessly, held his cheeks with both hands, rubbed them vigorously, and was about to walk out in annoyance.

But just as Shi Xia turned around, the lock on a drawer caught Shi Xia's attention.

Shi Xia looked up and down the drawer, and it seemed that it was not locked, only the first-order drawer was locked.

The sense of doubt that had just been suppressed in my heart couldn't help but rise little by little.

Shi Xia walked to the desk, looking at the locked drawer, and she had a vague idea in her heart that she wanted to know what was in it no matter what.

Thinking about it, Shi Xia squatted down, looked at the lock in front of him, and looked closely, he could see that there was some paint peeling around him.

At this time, Shi Xia knew that this lock must have been used a long time ago.

Shi Xia stretched out his right hand and wrapped the lock in the palm of his hand.

In an instant, the cold and lubricated touch came from Shi Xia's hand.

Shi Xia noticed the lubrication in his palm, and couldn't help but think in his heart.

It's already a little old, but it feels like a new lock, what does this mean?

Shi Xia rubbed the old lock back and forth, his eyes trembled a little, and his heart suddenly felt as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, and the pain was unbearable.

This...... Illustrates that someone uses it a lot!

And there will definitely be no one else in this house who breaks in, then, there is only one person who uses it regularly......

Mo Zhihan!!

When Shi Xia thought of this, his eyes widened, and his heart began to jump uncalmly, without rhythm.

Shi Xia let go of the lock in her hand, she looked up at the desktop, but there was no trace of the key, she had to check the inside of the upper and lower drawers, but there was no key.

Shi Xia was a little angry, and the fear and uneasiness in her heart were infinitely magnified, and she sat on the ground helplessly.

After that, Shi Xia buried his head deep between the knees of his bent and folded legs.

Shi Xia was very scared in his heart, afraid that what Qin Yanlu said was true.

If that's the case, Mo Zhihan, what should I do? Can I still like you? Should I give up on you?

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, Shi Xia raised his head, there were some bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and although his cheeks were covered, his face was all pale and bloodless lips, which looked very distressing.

A casual side glance at Shi Xia, a small sky blue box placed in the corner of the bookshelf, attracted Shi Xia's attention.

Shi Xia supported the ground with her right hand, and as soon as her feet were forced, she stood up, and she slowly walked to the bookshelf.

It can be seen that most of the books on the shelves are books about finance, and Shi Xia University studied art, so he must have no knowledge of these books.

Shi Xia skipped the books and walked to the corner of the bookshelf.

Truth be told, if you take a cursory glance at the study, this little blue box is unlikely to be spotted at all.

Perhaps, this is really crooked.

Shi Xia looked at the small blue cube box, bit his lip, stretched out his hand, and took it out of the corner.

The blue box is very ordinary, you can hold it with one hand, and it is also made of iron sheet, but it is spotless and outrageously clean.

With a little force, Shi Xia opened the flip cover of the box, and with a slight clattering sound from the box, a small golden key appeared in front of Shi Xia's eyes.

When Shi Xia saw the golden key, she felt a little inexplicably frightened, as if the key was like a devil, which scared Shi Xia, but it had a fatal attraction to her.

Shi Xia took out the key, walked to the desk, and opened the lock with a trembling hand.

After a while, the drawer was gradually pulled out by Shi Xia, and a black diary appeared......