Chapter 574

There was silence outside the door, and everyone left.

Nose sour, forced to endure the tears of grievance, Jiang Fu beat the door of the fist loose open, decadent fell to the side of the body.

She leaned her back against the corner of the wall and sat on the ground slowly, bending her knees and holding her legs tightly.

The room did not turn on the light, with the night outside the window hit, more dim.

The furnishings in the room were gray, and there was no color in her eyes. Only the green plants on the desk added some color.

It's still here, evergreen.

It seems to be a mockery, but after the eyes turn away, the consciousness becomes chaotic.

The scene of the past overlaps with the dead objects in the house. She seems to be in the perspective of a third party and see through what happened in the house.

The woman's back was lonely and sad. She locked one thing in the drawer, then bowed her head in front of the table and said nothing.

Although there is only one figure in her back, Jiang Fu knows this woman very well. She is crying silently. Her hot tears fall on the green plant, making its branches and leaves tremble and the green meaning fade.

A spirit awakened, her thoughts involved in the reality.

In front of the table, where there is the former self, just empty, nothing.

Ginger charming heart gradually jump fast, she struggled to get up from the corner, staggered to the desk drawer.

Where! There seems to be something hidden!

The drawer was locked firmly, but the key was missing.

Since Jiang Wu has no memory of the past, how can she remember where she hid the key?

She was so impatient that she even wanted to pry the drawer open with a knife, but it was obvious that Jiang song was afraid that she would cut her wrist to get the chip, so he confiscated all the sharp things in the room, and didn't even leave her a nail clipper.

It's useless to break the drawer twice.

Exhausted she sat down on the ground, long hanging tears can no longer help.

Cover mouth will sob swallow into the stomach, that nameless sadness once again swept the whole body.

Once upon a time, she thought that Zheng Moyan was that person. She was far fetched and had a right name. Now, once again, she lost her master. She was at a loss and felt even worse.

It's so hard, but there seems to be some medicine in the drawer to save her life!

With a slip of her finger, Jiang Fu lost her center of gravity and fell back -

it was the same angle that made her see what was under the flowerpot, the key!

Surprised, she got up from the ground and held the key tightly in her hand. She was very upset: since she put it by herself, she should look for it according to her own character and habits. She was too lazy to hide things. She usually hid it in the most accessible place.

When she rented a house with Jiang song when she was a child, she was afraid that Jiang song would come home from the youth training camp without a key, so she hid the spare key under the carpet or in a flowerpot at home.

She should have known this habit for years!

With trembling fingertips, she felt the hardness of the key diaphragm in the palm of her hand, and finally held back her restlessness and opened the dusty drawer.

I want to have anything in it, but I don't want to be just a lonely Memorial album.

Pink cover, with love bubble of outdated aesthetic, three or four years ago also blowing Korean style, now this style of commemorative album has long been out of fashion.

Open the thick cover, the style inside is quite different.

There are no all kinds of girl heart stickers, and there are no colorful fat characters. The style is simple and clear, and it also has a kind of aloofness.

It's not her handwriting.

These words are written with pen, stroke by stroke, clean and natural, but they are heavy.

Jiang Wu's tears did not break, she saw those pictures, as if she had experienced them.

When he was hungry and wanted to eat microwave food, he took it out of the refrigerator to thaw it, and was ordered to stop by his serious eyes.

He didn't allow her to order takeout or eat junk food. He would drive to the supermarket to buy vegetables and cook together. Even when she was hungry at night, he wanted to eat instant noodles. He had no choice but to agree. The water for instant noodles had to be used twice, and he would fry more eggs for her.

In the supermarket, she dominates the cart, orders him to buy, ignores the strange eyes on the side, and plays like a child.

I don't care about going to the most luxurious shopping malls and buying luxury goods that I can't use -

Yuanyang Baigu, but three meals and one night, maybe the happiest time to get along with each other is in the vegetable market, supermarket and kitchen.

All the way to the end.

She finally broke tears into a smile, the B-ultrasound photo, and his trembling pen.

Those three words are his last.

It's also a firm reason for her to insist on finding her memory!

For these memories, she is willing to bear the cost of pain, she will not think, will live well.

But there's only one thing she can't forget, she can't forget!