If Li Si was given a chance to start over, he would definitely get in touch with Cui Can slowly and take care of her like a sister. Of course, there would be absolutely no desire or affection. Cui Can's experience aroused a resonance in Li Si's heart.
Whether he is an orphan or a tear-jerking life experience, it makes people sigh. Cui Can's experience is simply a nightmare for ordinary people.
Li Si stood up from the sofa, and then pushed open Cui Can's bedroom. A refreshing feminine fragrance came to him. He turned on the light. The light in Cui Can's room was an artistically shaped lamp, and the light was very bright. The room
It is full of artistic atmosphere, and everything is based on the artistic concept of saving space. Whether it is the sky loft or the push-pull wardrobe, they all demonstrate Cui Can's ingenuity.
A row of semi-low cabinets is connected to a row of transparent glass windows. The frosted glass prevents people outside from seeing inside. The pink tulle floats in the wind, and the semi-low counter indirectly becomes a bay window.
It is completely suitable for one person to lie down. However, from the things placed above, it can be seen that Cui Can liked to sit on this bay window and think about problems during his lifetime. A square cushion, a red pillow, and a back pillow. In front of Li Si's eyes, it seems
Seeing Su Rou leaning against the window with a pillow in her arms, she looked at the bustling scenery and colorful lights outside the window with a sad look in her eyes.
Decorating a small house is very troublesome, but Cui Can's room is very exquisite and small, and the various decorations are just right. The 1.5-meter soft bed is covered with black and white checkered sheets, and a corner of the white silk quilt has been lifted. It seems that it can be done
The moment I saw Cui Can getting up from the bed naked.
There are two white painted chairs, plus a simple small desk. On the desk are a pot of green plants and a copy of Rousseau's "Confessions"! A pink laptop is placed beside it.
Li Si sat on the painted armchair and opened the drawer on the side. There were some miscellaneous things in it. Li Si's eyes fell on a yellowed photo. It was a handsome young man with broken hair and a
A pair of glasses. He looks about seventeen or eighteen years old.
"Haha, it must be Cui Can's love interest when he was a boy!" Li Si smiled and put the photo into a box along with some trivial things Cui Can used in daily life.
