Zhao Wei left at some point.

I was alone in front of the overlapping portrait of Angie's mother.

Unblurred memories came flooding back to me.

"Why are you giving my camera to my dad?!" Not far away, there was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps, and Anqi's voice.

My heart was beating and my limbs were stiffened by the unexpected sound.

"What? Just because you have his blood on the camera, do you want to collect it too? Van Yesh's voice also revealed dissatisfaction.

"You don't have to worry about my business......" The translucent frosted glass window of the storage room reflected Angel's figure.

My gut told me that Angel knew I was here.

The next moment, my conjecture was perfectly verified.

"I'm not looking for it. Let's sell it together. Angel put her hands on Van Yesh's shoulders, "Yesh, lend me a lean." ”

If Angel knew that I was here, it was impossible for Van Yesh not to know......

Ridiculous, why play this game in front of me?

I held my breath as I watched their blurry figures snuggling outside the window.

After a few moments, I took my camera out of the cardboard box and opened the back door of the pantry.

The design of this villa is symmetrical, with ladders on the front and back doors of the storage rooms.

I didn't want to see them, but I couldn't help but glance at the two people near the front door and window out of the corner of my eye the moment I opened the door.

At first glance, I regretted it.

Angel put her arms around Van Yesh's neck and rested her forehead on his shoulders.

Van Yesh put one hand on Angel's slightly arched back, and the other hand crossed his lower back.

I fled this villa in a hurry.

It was raining harder outside, and I forgot to get my umbrella back.

God knows how much I hate the rain.

The rain soaked in atmospheric dust absorbs the impetuousness in the air of the city...... It's dirty.

I strode towards the bus stop, breaking the jar and letting my clothes, which weren't too loose, stick to my body.

Rain can't extinguish the fireworks in my heart called jealousy.

I couldn't tolerate what I saw.

I don't care what happened to Angel and Van Yesh in the past.

But now, after Angel said something like, "That's it......

I don't want to see Angel get close to anyone.

For I identified him, and he was the only one.

Why is he able to rest his head on someone else's shoulder in the blink of an eye?

I waited so long in that strange and oppressive place, not to see this scene.

I have a lot to say to Angel.

Or perhaps, those words could be omitted.

Just give him a simple hug like Van Yesh did and tell him that everything will be fine.

That's enough.

More than 100 meters away from the station, I couldn't control my irritability and dropped the camera on the ground.

Collection......

Scold.

What's the point?

If the person who will be with him in the future is not me, these so-called memories ......

And what's the difference with a joke?

Isn't it absurd to remind yourself of these past repeatedly?

Wouldn't it be better to forget completely?

Why bother to be affectionate and make such a hypocritical, self-deceptive collection?

Gray tones of early spring sky, empty and lonely weekday villa area.

The rain swept me so hard I could barely open my eyes.

This camera ...... Reflection of my sinfulness and ugliness blindness.

I finally leaned down and prepared to pick up the camera.

Maybe I'll need some kind of collection, too.

A shadow loomed over my head from behind.

Biting my lip, I grabbed my camera and quickly got up to escape the umbrella.

"Kang Rong!" Angel shouted, "Give me back the camera." ”

I stopped.

The damn camera, I'd rather be it myself, kept by Angel......

Nasty, weak self......

"Kang Rong, we are still friends." Angel's voice approached little by little, almost bewitching, "Let's start a new life, okay?" ”