Chapter 881

(if you find a repeated or disordered plot, just come back and refresh it a few times tomorrow.)

The shop assistant looked at Huo Baiyuan strangely: "sir?"

Qin Miao guessed Huo Baiyuan's idea and asked the shop assistant, "some time ago, a woman died in your shop."

On hearing this, the shop assistant suddenly changed his face and said in a panic: "that person... I found it..."

"Do you know where she was sitting?"

"Yes, just sit there." The clerk pointed to the corner.

Huo Baiyuan looked around, then walked over.

When she came to the seat, the clerk pointed to a chair in the back and said, "at that time, she was sitting here and kept looking at the door. It should be waiting for someone. I saw her waiting for an hour. Gradually, she was lying on the table. I saw that she had been motionless for a long time, so she came to ask about her situation. Who knows, she had..."

Looking back on the situation at that time, the shop assistant still felt palpitating.

Huo Baiyuan opened the chair and sat down. No matter how she sat here waiting for him, she couldn't imagine how she died without sound or sign.

However, this position, just opposite the door of the dessert shop, can see the person entering the door at the first time.

Huo Baiyuan sat in his seat and glanced left and right. Suddenly, his eyes were fixed. He noticed that a line of small characters was engraved on the lower left corner of the table.

He looked down and saw that the line was Huo Baiyuan's eternal love... Ah Shu.

Ah Shu?

Song Lishu?

Huo Baiyuan pupil a shock, a hand consciousness grasp the corner of the table, staring at that line of small words in consternation, simply doubt is his eyes out of the problem.

It seems that the small characters in this line are not newly carved, but have been for some time.

Is it carved here by song Lishu?

no

Huo Baiyuan looks more and more wrong.

This is obviously his handwriting, and he keeps his unique habit every time.

Huo Baiyuan stepped in, trying to find another man's life trace in the whole room.

He went to the wardrobe and opened it. There was a row of clothes hanging in it. The light and elegant dress was the style of song Lishu, and then the shirt, coat, and sweater, which was obviously a man's.

Two pairs of pajamas for lovers, folded neatly, are placed below.

From everything in the room, she did live here with another man, warm as a small home.

Qin Miao looked at it with a surprised expression. He never thought that song Lishu, who was always gentle, would do such a thing.

Huo Baiyuan went to the kitchen and pulled back the cupboard. There were several ordinary and cheap dishes, two bowls placed side by side, and two pairs of chopsticks.

There is no shortage of food, drink and clothing.

Huo Baiyuan closed the cupboard door heavily, looked up and swept the room. It seemed that she could imagine how she and the man came in together, stood in front of the shoe rack and put on the pair of lovers' slippers, cooked in the kitchen, sat face to face at the dining table, took a bath after eating, put on the two sets of lovers' pajamas, and then on the warm bed, Embrace each other to sleep.

Kui he thought that she was really self-contained. It turned out that she was just a fake.

Huo Baiyuan strode to the side of the bed. Suddenly he kicked something on his toes, and the bottom of the bed made a thump.

He bent down, put his hand under the bed, and took out an iron box from the bottom of the bed. It was ordinary, but it had a lock. It was heavy inside, as if it was full of things.

Huo Baiyuan drags the lock, can't open it, and is not interested in learning more. He simply throws the box back to the bottom of the bed and kicks it.