Ruoxi snorted coldly, shook her head and said nothing.
He nodded and smiled: "Okay, then go to my house!"
Ruoxi's heart trembled: "Do you want Ruoyi to see me?"
His hand shook slightly, his eyes were filled with sadness, and he said softly: "Do you think I may only have one house?"
"What do you mean?" Ruoxi frowned.
The man stopped talking and drove the car quickly, while the scenery outside the window went backwards and forwards.
Not long after, Mu Shiqin said: "Get off the car!"
Ruoxi followed Mu Shiqin out of the car and looked at the scene in front of her.
The tall buildings are like giant beasts, washing away everything in the heavy rain, making them feel lonely.
Here, here is...
It was a three-bedroom apartment she once rented.
Look at everything familiar in front of you!
Ruoxi's mind went blank.
She didn't know that after four years, this place was still the same.
It's like a photo that has been stored for a long time and has not changed in my memory.
It turned out that Mu Shiqin still remembered this place.
"What are you doing standing around, go in!" Mu Shiqin pulled Ruoxi into the stairs.
When he was at the door, he still leaned against the door, waiting for the host to open the door like a guest.
Ruoxi's heart felt sour, it was such a familiar scene, just like yesterday.
Ruoxi stretched out her hand and touched the door frame. The key was still in the same place as before.
After opening the door, it was like opening fragments of memory, and the good things that had happened appeared before my eyes, unfolding little by little.
The old sofa, the old counter, and even the couple's slippers that Ruoxi bought before are still placed there. The kitchen is still the same kitchen, and there are even cosmetics that Ruoxi used before in the bathroom. There is a magazine on the coffee table, and after reading half of it, it seems
The master just went out for a while and came back soon to continue watching.
The whole house is clean and tidy, everything is just like yesterday. To describe it in four words, things are different and people are different.
At a glance, the sheets have changed.
The originally gray sheets turned black, with lots of red on them, as if they were stained with blood.
Ruoxi watched with pain in her heart.
Mu Shiqin took out a towel and began to wipe Ruoxi's hair: "Do you remember this sheet?"
"I don't remember!" Ruoxi said quickly and closed the door, as if shutting up her memory.
But why don’t you remember? How could you not remember? I bought this when I was shopping with Ye Ruoyi and Mu Shiqin.
Ruoyi chose a pink bed sheet with flowers, while Ruoxi chose black.
It's not because I like it, but the red on the bed sheets is very beautiful, as bright as flowers and as bright as blood.
At that time, Ruoxi just looked at it and Mu Shiqin bought it!
"Ruoxi, you go take a shower. It's easy to catch a cold if you get wet. There are still your clothes in the cabinet. Change them after washing." Mu Shiqin looked at Ruoxi, waved his finger in front of Ruoxi, and said calmly: "
Go quickly, it’s not good if you catch a cold.”
Ruoxi was still dumbfounded, looking at Mu Shiqin's purple lips and frowning.
The man's body was completely soaked and pressed tightly against his strong body. Ruoxi suddenly felt that Mu Shiqin four years later was very strange. Maybe she had never understood him.
But why do you leave this place as it is? If you want to keep the memory here, why not keep it to yourself?
Ruoxi doesn't understand, I really don't understand.
"Why are you looking at me like that? There are only two of us here." Mu Shiqin gave an ambiguous smile, with a cynical and evil charm on his pale face.
Ruoxi understood what Mu Shiqin meant, but she wanted to know more about the man's heart.