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195. Chapter 195 She Was My Accident 7

Right above the bed, there is a half-wall-sized wedding photo hanging. The parents on it are as young as she is now. Her father has a warm smile, and her mother smiles like a flower. They look happy and beautiful.

Lin Shen Shen stared at the wedding photos for a long time, then slowly turned his head and saw several folding strollers and two cribs on the balcony. Lin Shen Shen's eyes suddenly felt a little sour, and he felt depressed for a moment.

Feeling a little uncomfortable, she hurriedly left her parents' bedroom.

To the left of her parents' bedroom was her bedroom. There was a key hanging on the door. She opened it gently and went in.

The furnishings inside were the same as when she left six years ago. Simmons' big bed was covered with pink sheets and quilts like Princess Dream.

The shelves are filled with all kinds of little gifts from girlhood, including carousels, music boxes, and a purple lavender bear... Some beautiful little potted plants have long since been watered because no one has watered them for a long time.

Damn it.

The wall where the desk was placed was covered with sticky notes, each of which was filled with words. Lin Shen Shen casually tore off one from it, which read: My Goddess, I miss you so much, you

What's the name?

Lin looked deeply at this sentence, and the corners of his lips could not help but curve slightly. It seemed that the scene of him sitting at the desk suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, with a distressed and distressed expression as he wrote this sentence.

There is also a porcelain cup on the desk. It is white porcelain. There are three little people drawn on it with childish handwriting. Lin Shen Shen is very familiar with this porcelain cup. It was the first grade of elementary school when she was with her parents.

I went to a ceramics shop and made it myself. There were three little figures on it, one was my father, one was my mother, and the other was her. Lin Yuanai was not born yet at that time.

Lin Shen Shen couldn't help but stretched out her fingertips to touch the cup. Her fingertips slowly traced the outlines of the three little people. Originally in her parents' bedroom, she felt a surge of emotion in her heart.

A layer of sadness filled my heart once again.

"Miss Shen Shen, are you in there?" Suddenly there was a knock on the door, accompanied by a servant's respectful question.

Lin took a deep breath, pulled back his indulgent thoughts, and responded in a steady tone: "Yes."

"The old lady and the others are back, and lunch is almost ready. Miss Shen Shen can come downstairs."

"Immediately." Lin replied deeply, then moved her finger back from the porcelain cup. After gathering her emotions, she slowly stepped on her high heels and walked out of the room.

What a coincidence. When Lin Shen Shen walked out of the room, Lin Yuanai also walked out of the room. He was still answering the phone with a very gentle expression. The moment he saw Lin Shen Shen, his expression suddenly became gloomy.

After he came down, his tone sounded particularly bad: "You're already downstairs, it's not good to just come up. Why did you ask me to go down to pick you up?"

With that said, Lin Yuanai cut off the phone with a "pop", turned around and walked back to the room, slamming the door shut with an earth-shattering sound.

Lin Shenchen stood in the corridor, looked at Lin Yuanai's closed door, sneered, turned around, stepped on high heels, and went downstairs.

Halfway up the stairs

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