She was familiar with every room on the second floor, the bedroom, the study, and the two empty rooms. She pushed open the bedroom door and opened the curtains. The dazzling sunlight jumped in the room. There was bright light, but the room gave people a dark atmosphere.
.
Pure black design...
Black curtains, black gauze, black quilt covers, black pillows... Even the few furniture in the room are black, and there are black ones.
Carpets, she could tell that these things were old and looked a bit old, especially the carpets, which had an old smell to them.
She knelt down and touched the soft carpet with her hands. A smile flashed across her lips. She liked it...
They seemed to have bought this carpet at an underground auction in India. She liked it very much, but he didn't like it very much, but he let her spread it all over their room. She remembered that they bought the carpet back then, and as soon as it was laid, he
Hug her, on this carpet, and want her hard.[
Those pictures were rolling in her mind... They were him and her that she was unfamiliar with...
She shook her head, not thinking about these embarrassing scenes, but there were shadows of their joy in the bedroom, on the bed, and by the window sill. She couldn't erase them no matter what. Those immersed in sensual pleasures now seemed to her like
So strange, and... charming.
Mo Shitian...
With this name between her lips and teeth, Su Ruyu's heart was filled with tingling pain.
She suddenly exited the bedroom and leaned against the wall, her chest rising and falling, her heart beating violently, as if something was about to pierce her heart and burst out. Her head was stinging, and she desperately wanted to remember all the scenes, but was unable to do anything.
, she could only have this incomplete memory, she was alone in the pain, ups and downs, and confused.
She loves Mo Shitian!
There is no doubt that her shadow is everywhere in this courtyard, her laughter is everywhere, and traces of their lives are everywhere. Those memories are so vivid that even after more than twenty years, they are still engraved in my bones, as if it was yesterday.
If she said she didn't love this man, she was absolutely deceiving herself and others, and she couldn't even convince herself.
Steadying the pounding and shaking in her heart, she slowly opened her eyes, went to the balcony, and sat on a bamboo chair. The sun shone warmly on her body, making her slightly warmer. The memories of those days slowly
came back to my mind.
It seemed that this house marked her joy, her youth, and her love.
She loves this man deeply.
If she loved her deeply, why did she forget her? After more than twenty years of absence, there was no news. Who let down whom? What happened in the meantime? She couldn't remember clearly, but she could only remember the joy and love of this period of time.
The scent of camellia fills your nose. The wind blows and the sound of the wind chimes is crisp and loud. It is slow and has an indescribable sense of tranquility.
Suddenly there seemed to be some noise in the next room, and she was shocked. There was no one in the room. She was sure, otherwise, with her keenness, it would be impossible not to feel it.
Su Ruyu stood up and walked slowly to the door, which was the study room.
Pushing the door open...
She was shocked!
The study room still looked like she remembered it. There was a set of couches opposite the desk. When he was busy, he wanted her to stay with him. She was bored, so he moved a set of couches for her to rest and sleep.
, or reading books, which viruses, cells, etc. she likes to study. The glass table next to the sofa is full of professional books in this field.
And...it’s been a long time.[
What surprised her was that the walls were... covered with her paintings.
When she was a girl, she was either smiling, cold, sleeping, among the camellias, or practicing swordsmanship... The girls in the paintings have exquisite features, most of them as cold as ice, but there are only a few pictures where she looks back and smiles, full of charm. Some of them are energetic and energetic.
Feiyang's charming appearance, every painting depicts her charm to the extreme, even when she smiles, she does not lose her characteristics.
These paintings include oil paintings, sketches, etc. They are all different. No matter which painting method is used, they all depict her in her youth.
It was as if her youth had stayed in that year and never left.
Su Ruyu's heart was beating wildly. These paintings were all painted by one person. She didn't need to think about it. She knew that Mo Shitian painted them. She could imagine him gnashing his teeth and hating her expression while painting her.
With his character, he would definitely blame her and hate her. However, he misses her lonely in front of these lifeless paintings every day.
A room full of paintings, lonely shadows...
She knew that Mo Shitian loved her. They were a couple who loved each other deeply. Anyone who didn't understand his heart after seeing these people would be a fool...
She gritted her teeth and looked at the paintings with a heavy heart. She felt a sudden pain in her heart that she couldn't stop. The pain made her suffocate and uncomfortable.
Canglang lied to her!
Cang Lang said that they were lovers, but she was so unfamiliar with him that she almost believed him several times...
Su Ruyu clenched her fist, feeling uncontrollable pain in her heart, and punched the wall... blood overflowed from the back of her hand...
What was once a pledge of eternal love has turned into smoke.
He and she were on separate sides. During the past twenty years, had he missed her day and night and couldn't sleep? Was he so angry that he wanted to strangle her to death? She didn't know anything and had forgotten about him.
She couldn't remember it at all. Occasionally she would get a headache. All she could think of were the tragic scenes of her hating him, of her being heartbroken and wanting to die with him, so she always thought.
She hated this stunning man, but she never knew that she loved him so deeply, that she had smiled so brilliantly, and that such a person had appeared in her life.
Mo Shitian!
Where are you? She desperately wants to see him now, and wants to ask clearly what happened back then, why they broke up like this... why she hates him.
But I love him so much that I feel a mixture of love and hate.
Her eyes were slightly red, and an unconcealable sourness welled up in her eyes. She was so heartbroken!
She was completely immersed in her own world, tears dripped down, splashed on the back of her hand, spread out, and burned the back of her hand. She was too immersed in her own emotions, she ignored the changes in the surrounding environment, and did not notice that there was something at the door.
A figure looked at her back in shock, forgetting to breathe for a moment... and tightened his fists.
Suddenly hearing a heavy breath behind her, Su Ruyu's back stiffened and she slowly turned around...[
