With a sound of 'squeak~', the wooden door at the corner of the stairs that had not been opened for a long time was pushed open, and Kubi opened the room that only belonged to his mother in his impression. This was his mother's favorite place to stay when she was alive, and in Kubi's memory, her mother always stayed alone in this room. Sitting alone on a big bed, I don't know what I'm doing.

Through the external light, I can vaguely see the cute layout in the room, which does not match the image of the gentle and elegant mother in my impression. It's not fresh, but it's the atmosphere of some little girls' princess rooms. Adorable plush dolls are everywhere, and wardrobes, rugs, and other decorations are laced with lace. I'm afraid it's a matter of light, but now that I look at it, it all looks so bleak.

This is also the first time that Kubi has stepped into this room after so long since his mother passed away.

This room is a very special presence for this home. Except for the mother, everyone will also default to not breaking in. Even the skiniest dragon traces when I was a child have never broken in, not once.

This room occupies the corner of the staircase on the second floor, and although it is in the corner, it is also in the best position according to the design of the house. It is one of the best lit rooms on the second floor. However, when viewed from the outside, this room is always wrapped tightly by heavy curtains, and the people next to you can't see the inside at all. It's as if this room holds some secrets.

Maybe it's a secret!

This room has not been touched since I can remember, and I don't know what is inside. When he was a child, he asked his father curiously, but he didn't get an answer from his father's mouth. And his brother just told him that this was a warehouse. However, after Lin Yingbin heard about this, he was surprised why he used the best room as a warehouse. However, after a long time, they were not curious about this matter, and they seemed to understand it, and they tacitly stopped caring about the affairs of this room.

'Smack'

Kubi flipped the switch on the light, and in an instant, the light lit up the room. Although everything in it was covered with a thin veil of dust because it had not been cleaned for a long time, the atmosphere of the lovely princess room could not be concealed. It's easy

The walls are beautifully painted, the floor is covered with soft blankets, wrought iron floor lamps, beautiful cabinets, and large beds. It looks simple but it's not simple.

Kubi smiled slightly, and then he quietly walked to the side of the bed, as if he was afraid of waking someone who was asleep. This pink princess bed takes center stage of the room, with pillows and stuffed animals.

He looked around, then focused his gaze on the bedside table next to the bed. There was only one picture frame on the bedside table that looked a little old, and the photo had been obscured by dust. He knew that this was his mother's favorite thing before, and he always liked to hold this frame, but he had never seen the photos in it.

Kubi slowly picked up the photo frame, gently brushed the dust off the glass with his fingers, and looked at the photo quietly.

The old, yellowed photograph showed three men: a handsome man with thick eyebrows and peach eyes, a beautiful woman with a big belly, and a pale little girl standing between them with a bright smile. is such a warm family photo, and a smile appeared on Kubi's face when he looked at it. He gently stroked the frame with his fingers, and called out vaguely: "Dad, Mom......"

It seems that he knows all the people in the photo. The man was his father, and the woman was his mother. However, what puzzled him was, who was that little girl? He seemed to have never seen this little girl before, but after holding such a thought, a light suddenly flashed in his mind, and he felt that this little girl had a certain sense of déjà vu. However, I can't tell where I've seen it.

He frowned, flipped the frame in his hand over, and then opened the lid behind the frame. In the lower right corner of the back of that photo paper was written this neat row: "To our dear daughter Yuling, a souvenir of her fifth birthday!"

"What the hell is going on?" Kubi gasped in surprise.