Chapter 877

He rushed in, rushed into the kitchen, opened the closet, there were still only dishes and chopsticks in it, which was no different from the last time, but this time, he found a note in the corner.

Huo Baiyuan took out the note. It was crumpled, and some things were recorded in beautiful font.

——A yuan doesn't like carrots.

——Ah yuan doesn't eat coriander.

——A yuan likes sweet and sour chops.

——A yuan likes hard rice.

All of them are his favorites, and none of them is wrong. No one can think about his favorites so thoroughly.

This room is just like another world, totally different from the reality, and he also wants to be here and spend a different life with her.

When song Lishu was a servant of the Huo family, she respectfully called him the eldest young master, just like other people. Later she married him. She called him Mr. Huo, but she never dared to go beyond that. In this place, she called him a yuan.

Suddenly, Huo Baiyuan was in a trance. He couldn't tell whether it was real or unreal.

He left the kitchen with a nihilistic step and went on to the front of the wardrobe. He opened the door of the closet and took out all the men's clothes and trousers inside. He checked the labels one by one, but without exception, they were all the sizes he was wearing.

Whether it's shoes, kitchen notes, or these clothes, it seems to prove that he really lived here. His shoes are on the shoe rack, and his clothes are in the closet, not any other man, but him!

Why... Why is it him? How could it be himself?

Huo Baiyuan holds the corner of the bed with one hand. His body seems to have been drained of all his strength. Suddenly, he slides down and sits on the cold ground. He hugs his head with both hands.

How can he live here with song Lishu? Why... He can't even remember anything in his brain.

Qin Miao went to Huo Baiyuan and asked anxiously, "are you ok?"

Huo Baiyuan did not answer, suddenly raised his head, as if to think of something, immediately turned around, put his hand under the bed, from the bottom of the bed out of an iron box.

He pulled the lock on the iron box and said to Qin Miao in a dumb voice, "come here with a knife."

Qin Miao Leng for a moment, then, into the kitchen, from the kitchen took a knife, handed Huo Baiyuan.

Huo Baiyuan raised his knife and banged the lock off the iron box. He opened the iron box and put two red marriage certificates on the top.

When you open the marriage certificate, it says the names of Huo Baiyuan and song Lishu. It looks like a fake certificate made by someone on the stall, because the real marriage certificate is put in Huo's house. The photo pasted on the fake marriage certificate is actually Huo Baiyuan and song Lishu.

With their heads against their heads, they were intimate, laughing brilliantly and happily, just like a pair of sweet newlyweds.

In addition to the marriage certificate, there are also two rings in the corner of the iron box, which are cheap and made of plastic. There are no diamond rings, no texture, no weight. It seems that they will break if broken.

Huo Baiyuan picked up the marriage certificate, only to find that the following also pressed a pile of photos, he put the marriage certificate aside, immediately that pile of photos, a careful look.

In the first one, it seems that the background is in a park with green grass and colorful flowers. In the photo, he and song Lishu sit on the spot.