Chapter 990

It's a clean room, but the bed seems to be in a mess.

Sheng Yuchen involuntarily approached some, took the slight hot wind to gush in from the ventilation window, blew the white gauze curtain in the house slightly to shake.

The sunlight outside the window is just right, slanting through the clear glass. A piece of sunlight falls on the bed curtain and flies. Half of the things on the bed reflect the light under the sunlight, and are generally hidden in the shadow. You can see the outline vaguely.

The eyes, black as ink, suddenly shrink, legs like lead, feet like nailed to the ground, unwilling to move for a long time.

The wind outside the window seems to be a little bit stronger than just now. The white curtain is blown by the wind and falls on the head of the bed. The wind drives it to touch the things on the bed to the place closest to his sight.

The vision falls up, really see clearly of that moment, he tightly narrow up of Mou son slowly opened to the biggest.

Unbelievable!

Why?

Sheng Yuchen almost unconsciously went to the bedside, was stacked neat things, all photos.

It's all wedding photos.

It's all cracked wedding photos.

And the owner of the wedding photo is him and... Jiang Meng?

No, it's not.

It's not Jiang Meng, it's not her!

Bend down and unfold all the photos. On each photo, there are dense cracks, which are obviously cut and re adhered.

The crack seems to be copied from his heart.

His feeling at the moment is a kind of inexplicable pain.

Wedding photos.

So the woman in the picture is his wife.

That smiling pure and brilliant woman, just through the photos, can see happiness from her dark and bright eyes.

And those beautiful eyes are not comparable to Jiang Meng.

That pair of eyes, rippling is not hidden happiness, simple happiness.

Bright eyes and white teeth, smile like flowers.

She smiles so brightly that she looks very happy and happy.

This woman - loves him very much.

These eyes - he's familiar.

His head began to hum again. It was like a gunshot exploding in his head, leaving the aftershocks pounding his head. The roar could not be heard.

Dark eyes began to become fierce and terrifying, he was staring at the photos of his hands, looking at the photos full of cracks, the woman's bright smile, and the eyes.

The knuckle of the hand holding the picture began to turn white.

Why are there so many cracks in the picture?

The woman in the photo is his wife, but what's the matter with mu qingkong?

What about that face?

He once searched the name "muqingkong" in his mind. Why didn't he have any impression?

What happened in those years?!!

Sheng Yuchen whole person appears at the moment unusual manic, but urgent deep.

He can't wait, he can't manage so much!

Striding out of the door, Sheng Yuchen slams the door of the room. The sound is too loud. The servant standing in the distance looks at it.

Sheng Yuchen didn't have the slightest hesitation and walked toward her.

"Sir." Servant's expression some suddenly, Sheng Yuchen's body's anger is too heavy, she almost instinctively toward the back suddenly retrogressed two steps.

The wrist was caught suddenly, and the strong one almost crushed her wrist.

"I ask you..."

"Sir!"

Servant pain called a, Sheng Yu Chen suddenly shook off her hand.

The servant's back was against the wall of the corridor, and his eyes were a little lax.