Along the way, it turned out to be all cards like this, the words are very simple, only recording the date of buying clothes, or a simple mood process.

This is Li Huan's handwriting - in this era of increasingly paperless, only he is willing to take the trouble to write this relatively large character, which is a kind of thin and hard calligraphy, although it is not as good as Xiao Zhaoye's level, but it is definitely first-class.

It turned out that all the clothes in this house were bought for me. No wonder the first two times he came to his place, he always tried to invite himself to "visit" the house. However, due to all kinds of mistakes, I went back and forth here many times, and I rarely came to this room. Even the last time I visited, I didn't find any of these things, did you?

suddenly remembered the scene when the two of them saw the skirt of more than 23,000 yuan for the first time - Li Huan said: "Feng Feng, you wait, I will get rich in the future, no matter how expensive the clothes are, I will buy you ......"

At that time, Li Huan had just come to modern times, and he was still an out-and-out poor bastard.

And she had always taken his words as a joke, thinking that men were casually bragging—many poor men would write empty promises like this. is really rich, their gift is not for the yellow-faced woman, but for the young and beautiful new love-

Unexpected!

I didn't expect that!

It turned out that Li Huan was like this.

He treated her better than she thought - but why hadn't he found out before?

Eyes scanned a room of gorgeous clothes, at this moment, I don't know what it feels like, faintly excited, and sad, only stunned with a large handful of cards leaning against the wall, feeling very illusory, as if the whole world is very illusory, the boundary between love and hate, as if only between that line, can not be distinguished.

It took a while for her to slowly straighten up, trying to put the card back in her hand. However, I forgot which clothes those cards corresponded to, so I had to stack them in a row and put them neatly in the corner.

As she walked out the door, she only murmured:

Li Huan, since you don't want to drag me down, in fact, why did I want to drag you down?

If you want to protect me, why don't I want to protect you?

Now, the mysterious man is obviously much more interested in himself than Li Huan, and Li Huan follows him every day, and it is inevitable that he will not be the second Huang Hui.

If Li Huan dies!

What if Li Huan also died?

She shuddered, looked at the night outside, and thought that it would be good if the mystery man had taken him now, so that he could see who they really were, and what they wanted to do.

However, the "wrong golden bow crossbow" was still not found. Before, it was obviously in this villa. And she didn't ask Li Huan, for fear that Li Huan would notice her abnormal behavior. Now, where to find it?

In the dark, I always feel that it is this ominous bow and crossbow and the mysterious remote control that are at work.

Where did Li Huan hide it?

Maybe I stayed in this courtyard for too long, and when I went out, I realized that it was already late at night. There was no moonlight outside, no starlight, tall trees on both sides, and the surroundings were surprisingly quiet—Rao had found plenty of reasons not to be afraid, but there was still a wave of fear in his heart.

The night is terrifying!

She ran a few steps to the living room, where the lights were still on. I don't know if it was psychological or what the reason was, but she suddenly heard a gust of wind, as if someone was passing by.

She lost her voice and said, "Who is it?" ”