Chapter 558

Compared with the silence now, she used to be much braver.

Unfortunately, he didn't participate in her bravery, and he couldn't get it.

Because she gave it all to other men.

Who is that man.

The postcard reads Sheng Shimo.

Sheng Shimo

In Juanxiu's font, he can even imagine how eager she was when she wrote the name.

I look forward to being able to convey all my love to this man, and I look forward to getting a response from this man.

Even a little response, she may be able to jump with joy as if she had the world.

This man is her world.

It can be seen from the lines that her life is always preparing for marrying him.

So she really married him.

Sheng Shimo can't imagine how happy she spent with him.

That is the happiness you can't give no matter how hard you try.

Looking at all kinds of articles packed in cartons is the love she will not give to a second person.

Even he can get dolls, pens, shirts and even handmade works from her.

Can't get the same love.

No matter whether the man is dead or not, he can never completely replace the man's position in Wen churan's mind.

There is a grave in her heart, which holds that she will not return.

In an instant, the raging anger mixed with a trace of helplessness surged into my heart at the same time.

At that time, Mo threw the postcard heavily into the carton, suddenly got up and kicked the carton under the bed.

He could be sure that traces of her life with the man were still hidden in the bedroom.

He was afraid to see, but he couldn't help trying to explore.

Soon, Sheng Shimo found several photos in the drawer of the bedside table.

When he looked at it, his face became as white as paper, as if his hand holding the picture began to tremble slightly.

His eyes are as bright as a picture of happiness.

Even if it was just through her eyebrows and eyes, it seemed that she could feel her joy at that time.

Red cheeks are a woman's unique shyness.

She never smiled like this in front of him.

What makes Sheng Shimo feel the fear from head to foot is the man holding Wen churan tightly.

The handsome face even makes women jealous.

Noble and elegant temperament can be penetrated from only one photo.

Because of the existence of men, ordinary photos become more like processed exquisite posters.

If he wasn't sure he hadn't taken a picture with Wen churan, Sheng Shimo almost thought the man would be himself.

Because the man has as like as two peas, and the five to one, and the small radius of the corners of his mouth is no difference.

This is a level that even twin brothers cannot achieve.

He could hardly help but began to doubt that this person was himself.

But he knew it was impossible.

Once countless doubts, like a warm sun in the fog, finally became clear at this moment.

He understood that her eyes were lit up when she first saw him.

He understood the tears she shed when she kissed him.

He understood her shameless entanglement.

He understood what Sheng Zhixun said when he punched him.

I see. She likes it all of a sudden.