Strange, although the spark was rare that day, it was not of much use, who stole this?

"Check it out!" Xue Mo only gave this order, and let He Mu go like a fire burning his buttocks.

She slowly walked to the place where the sparks had once grown, slowly squatted down, paused, and dug up the dirt with her hands.

He treasured this flower so much that day, maybe there was some great use, but she destroyed the whole piece, and only one survived, and now that he is 'gone', even this flower will be missing?

She went straight here, hoping to find a little hope from this flower, but she didn't expect that even this hope would be disappointed.

Reluctantly, she dug with her hands in the ground, but she didn't dig anything.

She couldn't find anything to do with the flower other than the few dried leaves on the ground.

She stood up with muddy hands and stared blankly at the flowerbed, and for a moment she seemed to see him standing there, supporting the flower......

"Great God ......" She stretched out her hand to hug him, but hugged him empty.

An illusion, just an illusion.

She stood there for a moment as if she had been stupid, leaning down to pick up a dead leaf, which had not found a trace of greenery, as if it had been baked many times by the scorching sun.

She raised her hand and carefully touched the blade, lest she touch a little.

A leaf is a leaf, or a dry leaf.

She closed her eyes slightly, and carefully placed the leaf in her storage......

She studied the soil in the garden again, and it was no different from the rest of the place, and she could study almost every chemical composition of it, but she still hadn't figured out why.

However, this spark can only grow here, maybe there is a special reason for it, Shen Jiuli should know, but unfortunately he will never tell her in person.

She stood up and looked around.

This courtyard is empty, and since Shen Jiuli left, Steward Hemu has not let others live in it anymore, and it has been vacant.

It had been so long, and she had thrown everything about him at that time, so she could barely smell anything of him here.

She went inside again.

The room was also empty, and there was nothing to be found about him, and she looked at her hands, she was so dry! The processing is not generally clean! It was so hard for her to find something that belonged to him in this house......

She sat down on the bed, which was not the same one he had slept on.

It's just an ordinary plank bed, and it's a bit awkward to sit on.

She sat on this bed for a long time, her eyes down, not knowing what she was thinking.

Or maybe until now her mind was still in a mess, and she hadn't figured out the real idea.

She knew that she should go to the Brahma Palace to see her son now, but she didn't know how to face him for a while......

And her current spirit is extremely poor, her eyes are very astringent, her head hurts badly, and her heart is ...... It's even more congested!

After all, her heart has just been broken, and when she moves a little more, her heart hurts, and it hurts as if it is about to be broken again.

She can't let it break, and she doesn't want to die.

His wish was for her to live well, how could she not obey his wish?

So no matter how hard it is, she will try to survive.

She had to adjust her mentality a little and go to see her son again, otherwise he would be even more sad to see her like this......