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Autumn garden, not very big, idyllic buildings, has been deserted courtyard, the courtyard did not imagine swing, there is no leisure tea table, some are just overgrown with weeds.
After five years in the mental hospital, she returned to the Tang family at the age of 13. Since then, this is where she lives, but she doesn't have any leisure and entertainment. At least she has a piano, isn't she?
Push open the door, a room of ash, it seems that has not been cleaned for a long time, it is obvious that here is not valued, or even abandoned.
Li Yunshen asked Wenxi to wait outside. She stepped into the place where she had lived alone. In the hall, she saw a piano stained with dust. It seemed that she often sat there practicing.
Li Yunshen brushed the ash on the stool with his hand and sat there feeling her once felt.
Very empty, very lonely taste.
This is the place where she used to paint the prison. She locked herself in it and refused all interference from outside.
Looking around the whole living room, there are photos behind the sofa, and under the wall are all the awards she has won for playing the piano. He got up and stroked them one by one, feeling the light she once had.
Then she turned to see her room.
A room opened, in the smallest bedroom found her room, a 1.2 meter bed, fresh sheets, quilts are also neatly folded, maintain the room owner left before the appearance, the room in addition to the wardrobe also has no extra furnishings.
As he had thought, even the room she had lived in for many years was as simple as a passer-by.
Is this really the life of a Miss Tang family? Of course, she's never been respected here, right?
If you respect her, no one will be present at the wedding except the father who sold her!
Li Yun deep see the taste of the heart is more complex, he turned to go, but his foot accidentally touched an iron box in the corner of the bed.
The iron box is scattered. It is a piece of heart-shaped note paper covered with color. Li Yunshen slowly bends down to pick it up. When the line of sight touches it, his pupil shrinks instantly.
Fifteen, each with a cake painted on it. The candles on each cake are different.
That is to say, she started painting from the age of six until she married him, so there was no twenty-two-year-old birthday cake on it.
Has she celebrated her birthday in this way since she was six?
What kind of life has she lived in the past 22 years?
Li Yunshen looked at in addition to heartache or heartache, he folded each cake in order, like a treasure in his pocket, got up, gently closed the door, and took her secret away.
……
"Heart, I'll go back first. If you have anything to do, please call me."
Basically, Gu Xingyun walked out of Tang Xin's house on time after 8:00 every night. He never stayed too late, except for special circumstances.
"Well, it's hard for you." Tang Xin said with a smile. When Gu Xingyun turned to leave, he suddenly stopped him, "schoolmaster, children's business I think it's OK. I'll find someone else. "
"Heart, I know you want to arrange the children well. Even if you don't open the mouth, I will do that. As long as you agree, the child is mine, and no one can change it!" Gu Xingyun said solemnly.
Thank you Tang Xin thinks that after living for more than 20 years, thank you is the most.
"Come in, for the child may not be asleep. Don't think too much. Good night Gu Xingyun waved.
Tang Xinzheng is about to close the door after two people leave. Suddenly, a big hand tries to stop her movement from the outside. She thinks Gu Xingyun has something to say and comes back again. She opens the door and has a look. She is stunned
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Autumn garden, not very big, idyllic buildings, has been deserted courtyard, the courtyard did not imagine swing, there is no leisure tea table, some are just overgrown with weeds.
After five years in the mental hospital, she returned to the Tang family at the age of 13. Since then, this is where she lives, but she doesn't have any leisure and entertainment. At least she has a piano, isn't she?
Push open the door, a room of ash, it seems that has not been cleaned for a long time, it is obvious that here is not valued, or even abandoned.
Li Yunshen asked Wenxi to wait outside. She stepped into the place where she had lived alone. In the hall, she saw a piano stained with dust. It seemed that she often sat there practicing.
Li Yunshen brushed the ash on the stool with his hand and sat there feeling her once felt.
Very empty, very lonely taste.
This is the place where she used to paint the prison. She locked herself in it and refused all interference from outside.
Looking around the whole living room, there are photos behind the sofa, and under the wall are all the awards she has won for playing the piano. He got up and stroked them one by one, feeling the light she once had.
Then she turned to see her room.
A room opened, in the smallest bedroom found her room, a 1.2 meter bed, fresh sheets, quilts are also neatly folded, maintain the room owner left before the appearance, the room in addition to the wardrobe also has no extra furnishings.
As he had thought, even the room she had lived in for many years was as simple as a passer-by.
Is this really the life of a Miss Tang family? Of course, she's never been respected here, right?
If you respect her, no one will be present at the wedding except the father who sold her!
Li Yun deep see the taste of the heart is more complex, he turned to go, but his foot accidentally touched an iron box in the corner of the bed.
The iron box is scattered. It is a piece of heart-shaped note paper covered with color. Li Yunshen slowly bends down to pick it up. When the line of sight touches it, his pupil shrinks instantly.
Fifteen, each with a cake painted on it. The candles on each cake are different.
That is to say, she started painting from the age of six until she married him, so there was no twenty-two-year-old birthday cake on it.
Has she celebrated her birthday in this way since she was six?
What kind of life has she lived in the past 22 years?
Li Yunshen looked at in addition to heartache or heartache, he folded each cake in order, like a treasure in his pocket, got up, gently closed the door, and took her secret away.
……
"Heart, I'll go back first. If you have anything to do, please call me."
Basically, Gu Xingyun walked out of Tang Xin's house on time after 8:00 every night. He never stayed too late, except for special circumstances.
"Well, it's hard for you." Tang Xin said with a smile. When Gu Xingyun turned to leave, he suddenly stopped him, "schoolmaster, children's business I think it's OK. I'll find someone else. "
"Heart, I know you want to arrange the children well. Even if you don't open the mouth, I will do that. As long as you agree, the child is mine, and no one can change it!" Gu Xingyun said solemnly.
Thank you Tang Xin thinks that after living for more than 20 years, thank you is the most.
"Come in, for the child may not be asleep. Don't think too much. Good night Gu Xingyun waved.
Tang Xinzheng is about to close the door after two people leave. Suddenly, a big hand tries to stop her movement from the outside. She thinks Gu Xingyun has something to say and comes back again. She opens the door and has a look. She is stunned
Autumn garden, not very big, idyllic buildings, has been deserted courtyard, the courtyard did not imagine swing, there is no leisure tea table, some are just overgrown with weeds. After five years in the mental hospital, she returned to the Tang family at the age of 13. Since then, this is where she lives, but she doesn't have any leisure and entertainment. At least she has a piano, isn't she? Push open the door, a room of ash, it seems that has not been cleaned for a long time, it is obvious that here is not valued, or even abandoned. Li Yunshen asked Wenxi to wait outside. She stepped into the place where she had lived alone. In the hall, she saw a piano stained with dust. It seemed that she often sat there practicing. Li Yunshen brushed the ash on the stool with his hand and sat there feeling her once felt. Very empty, very lonely taste. This is the place where she used to paint the prison. She locked herself in it and refused all interference from outside. Looking around the whole living room, there are photos behind the sofa, and under the wall are all the awards she has won for playing the piano. He got up and stroked them one by one, feeling the light she once had. Then she turned to see her room. A room opened, in the smallest bedroom found her room, a 1.2 meter bed, fresh sheets, quilts are also neatly folded, maintain the room owner left before the appearance, the room in addition to the wardrobe also has no extra furnishings. As he had thought, even the room she had lived in for many years was as simple as a passer-by. Is this really the life of a Miss Tang family? Of course, she's never been respected here, right? If you respect her, no one will be present at the wedding except the father who sold her! Li Yun deep see the taste of the heart is more complex, he turned to go, but his foot accidentally touched an iron box in the corner of the bed. The iron box is scattered. It is a piece of heart-shaped note paper covered with color. Li Yunshen slowly bends down to pick it up. When the line of sight touches it, his pupil shrinks instantly. Fifteen, each with a cake painted on it. The candles on each cake are different. That is to say, she started painting from the age of six until she married him, so there was no twenty-two-year-old birthday cake on it. Has she celebrated her birthday in this way since she was six? What kind of life has she lived in the past 22 years? Li Yunshen looked at in addition to heartache or heartache, he folded each cake in order, like a treasure in his pocket, got up, gently closed the door, and took her secret away. "Heart, I'll go back first. If you have anything to do, please call me." Basically, Gu Xingyun walked out of Tang Xin's house on time after 8:00 every night. He never stayed too late, except for special circumstances. "Well, it's hard for you." Tang Xin said with a smile. When Gu Xingyun turned to leave, he suddenly stopped him, "schoolmaster, children's business I think it's OK. I'll find someone else. " "Heart, I know you want to arrange the children well. Even if you don't open the mouth, I will do that. As long as you agree, the child is mine, and no one can change it!" Gu Xingyun said solemnly. Thank you Tang Xin thinks that after living for more than 20 years, thank you is the most. "Come in, for the child may not be asleep. Don't think too much. Good night Gu Xingyun waved. Tang Xinzheng is about to close the door after two people leave. Suddenly, a big hand tries to stop her movement from the outside. She thinks Gu Xingyun has something to say and comes back again. She opens the door and has a look. She is stunned
