Mimi whimpered, and she had arrived at the door of the villa. A purple tube wind chime was hung at the door of the villa. Xia Chenxi was slightly surprised. A purple wind chime hung in the corridor on the first floor of the villa. This was not the same as the wind chime she made.
Type.
When she went to City B, she picked up a lot of shells, all of which were purple, made into wind chimes and hung them on the balcony. It was very beautiful. Now, there is also a very beautiful wind chime here, with purple tubes hanging down one by one.
There is a small heart-shaped bell hanging, and the sound is very good.
The tube was very light, and the breeze swayed gently, blew the tube, and a pleasant song rang. The wind chime was also handmade when she saw the Buddha, and she saw three sisters chimes surrounding the wind chimes.
The younger sister has always praised her for her skillfulness and good-looking wind chimes.
It turned out to be a wind chime made by Xia Chenxue.
Xia Chenxi looked at it for a while, calmed down the warmth in her heart, and pushed the door in. She originally thought that the door of the villa was locked, but who knew that the door was opened and opened as soon as it was pushed. The house was a very European villa.
The decoration inside is also very European, with European white combination furniture everywhere, warm sofas, handmade Persian carpets, dazzling crystal lamps, and pointed-mouthed carved crystal lamps, which are beautiful and magnificent.
The breath of a little noble.
On the small white combination cabinet in the central living room, there is a vase, a blue and white porcelain vase, and a bouquet of forget-me-nots.
It is not ostentatious or beautiful, it just emits a faint fragrance.
The living room is large and there is a closet. The cabinet next to the closet is full of photos. Xia Chenxi couldn't help but walk over. It was a collection of family photos, with all kinds of photos posted.
The protagonists are all three sisters and a teenager, all of them are photos of them since childhood. They are very happy and happy in the photos. Looking at the camera, they are full of happiness. At the center is a family portrait.
The three sisters, the boy and their parents. The mysterious man did not deceive her. Xia Chenxi can see from the photos that one of them was the old man. The mysterious man said that it was her father.
After looking at the photos, she realized that it was true that such photos could not be fake, and they must be true.
Her mother is very beautiful and noble, and her face is somewhat similar to her younger sister.
When I lowered my eyes, the most tenderness was the moment.
Very touching.
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As can be seen from the photos, this is a very happy family.
But why did it scatter, die, and eventually the family was destroyed? She didn't know. Looking at various photos, Xia Chenxi fell into confusion. Can anyone tell her what was going on?
She doesn't look similar to her younger sister, but she is 70% or 80% similar to her sister Xia Chenxue. From a certain perspective, she looks like a person, with a figure and a face similar. You can tell she is a sister at first glance.
Why did her sister die?
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There is a mural on the wall, and the second floor is up the stairs. The villa is actually very large, with five rooms downstairs, seven rooms upstairs, and all bedrooms and study rooms. The decoration is very luxurious.
The villa is very quiet and the whole town is very quiet.
Xia Chenxi did not go upstairs, and the room exuded the atmosphere of life, not like no one lived in it for a long time. There was a bunch of forget-me-nots on the table, which was very fresh, and it was obvious that someone lived here.
Who is it?
The brother died, the sister died, and the parents died, and she and Xia Qing were separated from each other, who lived at home?