Chapter 1535

In the dim light and shadow of the room, the man was silent like a statue made of ice.

Xia Ning chatted and drooped her eyes and pursed her lips slightly. She sighed and turned away.

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in the dead of night, Xiao Fengting came out of his study.

In the long corridor, the light and shadow were dim, and everything seemed very quiet.

When he came to the door of a room, he stopped unconsciously and put his finger on the door handle.

He looked up at the bedroom door in front of him.

The vermilion solid wood gate was locked here for a long time before the villa on the top of the mountain was built.

I don't know how long I haven't been here. Since Tang Qing died, the house has been sealed with dust. All the things inside have not been passive. He doesn't even dare to come here to have a look.

It is also ridiculous to say that it did not bring her any happy memories, and now it has become a place of his pain.

Xiao Fengting slowly put his hand back. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a slight sound coming from inside.

With a slight frown on his brow, he reached out and pushed the door in. A cold wind blew and the curtain hanging by the window made hunting sound.

A slender figure in a white nightdress sat on the bed, with long hair and shoulders, and his back to him. Xiao Fengting was in a state of mind and could not help shouting: "Tang..."

The man turned his head and seemed slightly surprised to see him.

The white delicate and small face, the black and bright pupil of a cat, is only a little less frail and lively.

"Downing." Xiao Fengting has come back to his senses, and his manner has become calm and calm. His eyes are quiet, he opens the door and comes in, "what are you doing here? Didn't I tell you not to come in this room? "

Although there was no emotion in his voice, there was a little more quizzical indifference in his words. Downing suddenly stood up from the bedside and seemed to be a little nervous. He faltered and explained to him: "I When I finished my meal, I had nothing to look around. When I saw the door of the house opened, I came to have a look She was a little confused. It seemed that she didn't quite understand who lived in this ordinary room. "Phoenix Pavilion, did anyone ever live here? Why can't you come in? "

Xiao Fengting opened the door and came in and closed the window opened by Tang Ning. He looked back at her in a gentle and cool tone, which was about to drip out of the water: "no one has lived here before. Don't touch anything in this room in the future. Go out. "

Tang Ning had never seen him speak to her in this tone. After a long time of staring at Xiao Fengting, he walked out dejectedly, feeling very depressed.

Xiao Fengting went to close the door and stood by the window looking at the endless cold night in the distance.

Downing's character is more and more like before she lost her memory.

I don't know how much she remembered. She never talked to him again.

The sincere feelings of each other when they were young had long been oblivion with the passing of time. Each of them stepped back, and no one mentioned the past again.

He slowly closed his eyes and took a breath of the air in the room.

The room was just the cold air in the cold night, and the breath she had left in the room had already disappeared completely.

What he can grasp is just a memory that is not very good for each other.

He doesn't know. Maybe Xia Ning's words are true.