What appeared in front of Lin Ruoxi and Yang Chen was a bright room with a size of more than 50 square meters.
On the other end of the room is a balcony overlooking the courtyard outside. There are black carved metal tables and chairs on it, and several pots of green plants are trembling in early spring.
The white tulle was blown by the wind and swayed there, and the shiny light spread into the dust-free wooden floor.
Lin Ruoxi walked into the room and reached out to touch the old-fashioned TV cabinet. On her left side was a large bed more than two meters wide.
Ma Wang had already changed into her bedding, and the three white wooden wardrobes in the room were filled with Lin Ruoxi's expensive clothes.
In the right corner of the room is a small passage leading to a Chenyi room and a bathroom. Naturally, there are many luggage from Lin Ruoxi who brought here, but Mother Wang dared not touch it, so she will keep it there for the time being.
Above the big bed, there is a Western landscape painting hanging on the wall, and the yellow flowers all over the mountains seem to sweep a gust of fragrant wind.In fact, this room does exude a faint fragrance.
Yang Chen could tell that this fragrance was not from Lin Ruoxi's original room, but from the original owner here.
Of course, this description is a bit supernatural, but many of the things that Lin Ruoxi's mother Xue Zijing are still stored in this room, such as some handicrafts, such as some books I liked during my lifetime, and some stationery.
The dressing table was also something from that era, and the mirror was wiped, bright as new.
In the photo frame on the bedside table is an old photo.
Lin Ruoxi walked over, picked up the photo frame, and slowly sat on the soft big bed, rubbing the three people in the photo, dazed and dazed.
Yang Chen walked forward and recognized the two women here, namely the late CEO and Xue Zijing. Xue Zijing was holding a baby girl in her arms, wrapped in a white fluffy blanket, which should be what Lin Ruoxi looked like when she was young.
Xue Zijing at that time looked like Lin Ruoxi now, but she was a little gentler than Lin Ruoxi's Leng Li, with a faint smile on her face.
Lin Ruoxi murmured for a few words, but couldn't hear clearly what it was. Then he put down the photo frame and pulled open the drawer of the bedside table.
Wang Ma hadn't moved the things in the drawer much. After all, she moved in yesterday and had no time to clean up everything, so when she opened the drawer, some dust was slightly raised.
Lin Ruoxi reached out to swing the dust away, and the things in the drawer were clearly visible, but it was a thick album with some air-dried rose petals.
Yang Chen sighed in his heart that his mother-in-law, whom he had never met before, was really a sentimental lady from a wealthy family. What rose petals should be placed in this drawer?Could this be considered a decoration drawer?
Lin Ruoxi's attention was attracted by the album. When she saw the old photo of the bedside table, she had already been brought up too many memories, and at this moment she couldn't wait to take out the album.
Suddenly realizing that Yang Chen was still there, Lin Ruoxi frowned and thought about it carefully. Whether he had any photos of embarrassing when he was a child, it seemed that there was no such thing as in his memory, so he opened the album with confidence.
Yang Chen was also very interested in looking at the things in the old album, so he sat down and squeezed beside Lin Ruoxi.
Lin Ruoxi felt the whole bed flicker, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed. He was gentle, what should I do if I broke the bed.
It’s not that. We are not fat people. If we move a little, the bed will not be broken.Yang Chen said.
So rude.Lin Ruoxi Road, it’s too tight to separate it. I feel uncomfortable if you do this.
I don't feel separated, so I feel more comfortable.Yang Chen just finished speaking with a smile, and suddenly felt that this conversation was so ambiguous, so he couldn't help laughing.
Lin Ruoxi was about to look at the photo, but why did this guy suddenly laugh out loud and asked curiously: What's wrong with you?
Yang Chen approached Lin Ruoxi's ear with some playfulness, spitting out heat and said: If the conversation we just now was heard by outsiders, would you guess what scene would they think of?
Lin Ruoxi thought seriously for a while, and when he thought of Yang Chen's unlearning thinking, he immediately understood. His delicate face turned pink, and he glared at Yang Chen angrily, ignored him, and opened the album in his hand.
The first page of the album surprised the two of them. It was not the imagined family photo, but Xue Zijing's private photo.
Xue Zijing inside was wearing a student uniform like a blue and white sailor uniform of that era, standing at a middle school gate with a sweet smile.
The photos have turned yellow, but they can still be clearly distinguished. The school is a middle school in Beijing.
Your mother has always been from Beijing?Yang Chen asked.
Lin Ruoxi thought for a while and shook his head. I don’t know that my mother’s family has immigrated overseas. I basically had no news when I was a child, and my grandmother didn’t mention it. Maybe, Aunt Guo mentioned that they met since childhood.
After looking over, most of them are photos of Xue Zijing's growth. Although they were different from what they originally thought, Lin Ruoxi was obviously interested in learning about her mother's life.
This has to be said to be a kind of sorrow. It is not until the mother dies that the daughter has the chance to see the memories of these times.
After turning over more than ten pages, there were suddenly a few more photos in Xue Zijing's photo.
The other girl in the photo, both of them looked familiar. After careful analysis, Isn’t this Guo Xuehua??
Lin Ruoxi and Yang Chen looked at each other. They had heard Guo Xuehua tell her about her friendship with Xue Zijing. They were a good sister relationship, and now they have been proven again.
The two girls with different beauty left a lot of marks on the photos of high school years. Then, in college, the two still appeared together, and at that time they had truly become big girls.
Your mother looks like you. She felt before in front of the tombstone, and Yang Chen couldn't help but exclaim again.
Lin Ruoxi glanced at him with dissatisfaction, "Is there anything like you?"I am very similar to my mother.
When Lin Ruoxi said this, she was obviously a little proud. In her heart, she was still proud of having a beautiful mother. Perhaps it was this kind of pride that made her particularly respectful of her mother. Before Xue Zijing died, she didn't dare to get close to her mother.
Yang Chen smiled embarrassedly, and why did he feel strange after saying this?
When they flipped over again, there was finally a change in the photo, and this change almost instantly made Lin Ruoxi and Yang Chen dull.
I saw a photo taken by the lakeside. Xue Zijing and Guo Xuehua stood pretty by a tall and handsome man. The man looked much older than both girls and was very mature.
This is nothing, the key is that this man, Yang Chen and Lin Ruoxi both know Ning Guangyao!Premier Ning!?
Although Ning Guangyao was even more heroic than he is now, he could still clearly recognize it, and his general appearance did not change much.
There was so many thoughts in Yang Chen's mind...
When we first met, Ning Guangyao kept staring at Lin Ruoxi, but that was obviously not the man’s gaze at a woman…
Later, the headquarters met Ning Guangyao. He so firmly asked Yang Pojun to treat Guo Xuehua well and not allow Guo Xuehua to be confined...
Afterwards, I went to her mother's grandmother's cemetery with Lin Ruoxi. I saw a black Audi car at the foot of the mountain, and the bunch of redbuds that Lin Ruoxi said were given by people all year round...
An idea that had already guessed something made Yang Chen feel numb at this moment. Looking at Lin Ruoxi, who was a little surprised and confused, Yang Chen brows and a serious face.
Lin Ruoxi didn't notice that Yang Chen was so excited. At this moment, she was just surprised. How could her mother and Ning Guangyao know each other?
Wife, stop watching, let’s go down for lunch!Yang Chen reached out, pressed down on which page of the album, and smiled at Lin Ruoxi.
Lin Ruoxi came to his senses and frowned and said: I know what to eat, what’s the hurry? Mom Wang will call us.
I want to eat the dishes you cook.Yang Chen is serious and authentic.
Lin Ruoxi gave him a blank look and said, "Stop making trouble." Both Wang and his mother are there in the kitchen, and Zhenxiu is also helping. I can't get involved at all.You take your hand away, I haven't finished reading it yet.
Yang Chen thought to himself, you might be surprised if you see again!
But I can't tear the album or make Lin Ruoxi faint. With Lin Ruoxi's wisdom, I will definitely find my unusualness and will also explore some hidden things.
In desperation, Yang Chen let go of his hand and just hoped that nothing exciting would appear behind him.
But bad things always happen when you least want to happen...
Lin Ruoxi only turned a page and a photo appeared that made Yang Chen feel depressedly that his fist smashed the bedboard...
It was a particularly large-scale photo, but Guo Xuehua did not appear on it, just Xue Zijing and Ning Guangyao!
What is even more difficult to ignore is that Xue Zijing is leaning against Ning Guangyao's arms, and Ning Guangyao's eyes are full of deep love.
This photo should have been taken in the photo studio. In that era, except for lovers, whoever went to the photo studio to take wedding dresses was fine!?
On one side of the photo, someone wrote down a few beautiful lines of ink-colored handwriting with a pen. Today, it is clearly visible...
I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the tail of the Yangtze River.
I miss you every day but don’t see you, and I drink the water of the Yangtze River together.
When will this water stop, and when will this hatred be gone?
I just hope that your heart is like my heart and will never let down my thinking...
When Lin Ruoxi finished pronunciating these words in a soft voice, her originally pink face turned pale, her thin lips trembled slightly, and her two hands holding the album, her knuckles were slightly bent, and she was stiff there.
The silence in the room can be heard.
Yang Chen could hear Lin Ruoxi's trembling heartbeat, so hesitant, shocked and uneasy.
That... Ruoxi baby Ah, what do these poems mean?Yang Chen tried to draw Lin Ruoxi away and let her relax.
Lin Ruoxi was buried for a long time and didn't answer. However, he turned to the album on the next page again...
This time, there were a few smaller photos, but without exception, they were all photos of Xue Zijing and Ning Guangyao laughing together. There were even many photos, and they could find that they took them themselves. The affection between you and me can be felt with just a slight glance.
Until the end, there was finally a photo that was different, or... it was incomplete...
It was a photo of half torn off, with only Xue Zijing left in the photo, wearing a floral white dress that complements her temperament, and smiling like a flower.
There was originally another person beside her, but it was torn off.
The photos were stuffed directly into the album and were not clipped in, so when Lin Ruoxi picked up the photos, he saw two eternal nouns scribbled on the back: Even if there are thousands of styles, who can I tell you?
On the other end of the room is a balcony overlooking the courtyard outside. There are black carved metal tables and chairs on it, and several pots of green plants are trembling in early spring.
The white tulle was blown by the wind and swayed there, and the shiny light spread into the dust-free wooden floor.
Lin Ruoxi walked into the room and reached out to touch the old-fashioned TV cabinet. On her left side was a large bed more than two meters wide.
Ma Wang had already changed into her bedding, and the three white wooden wardrobes in the room were filled with Lin Ruoxi's expensive clothes.
In the right corner of the room is a small passage leading to a Chenyi room and a bathroom. Naturally, there are many luggage from Lin Ruoxi who brought here, but Mother Wang dared not touch it, so she will keep it there for the time being.
Above the big bed, there is a Western landscape painting hanging on the wall, and the yellow flowers all over the mountains seem to sweep a gust of fragrant wind.In fact, this room does exude a faint fragrance.
Yang Chen could tell that this fragrance was not from Lin Ruoxi's original room, but from the original owner here.
Of course, this description is a bit supernatural, but many of the things that Lin Ruoxi's mother Xue Zijing are still stored in this room, such as some handicrafts, such as some books I liked during my lifetime, and some stationery.
The dressing table was also something from that era, and the mirror was wiped, bright as new.
In the photo frame on the bedside table is an old photo.
Lin Ruoxi walked over, picked up the photo frame, and slowly sat on the soft big bed, rubbing the three people in the photo, dazed and dazed.
Yang Chen walked forward and recognized the two women here, namely the late CEO and Xue Zijing. Xue Zijing was holding a baby girl in her arms, wrapped in a white fluffy blanket, which should be what Lin Ruoxi looked like when she was young.
Xue Zijing at that time looked like Lin Ruoxi now, but she was a little gentler than Lin Ruoxi's Leng Li, with a faint smile on her face.
Lin Ruoxi murmured for a few words, but couldn't hear clearly what it was. Then he put down the photo frame and pulled open the drawer of the bedside table.
Wang Ma hadn't moved the things in the drawer much. After all, she moved in yesterday and had no time to clean up everything, so when she opened the drawer, some dust was slightly raised.
Lin Ruoxi reached out to swing the dust away, and the things in the drawer were clearly visible, but it was a thick album with some air-dried rose petals.
Yang Chen sighed in his heart that his mother-in-law, whom he had never met before, was really a sentimental lady from a wealthy family. What rose petals should be placed in this drawer?Could this be considered a decoration drawer?
Lin Ruoxi's attention was attracted by the album. When she saw the old photo of the bedside table, she had already been brought up too many memories, and at this moment she couldn't wait to take out the album.
Suddenly realizing that Yang Chen was still there, Lin Ruoxi frowned and thought about it carefully. Whether he had any photos of embarrassing when he was a child, it seemed that there was no such thing as in his memory, so he opened the album with confidence.
Yang Chen was also very interested in looking at the things in the old album, so he sat down and squeezed beside Lin Ruoxi.
Lin Ruoxi felt the whole bed flicker, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed. He was gentle, what should I do if I broke the bed.
It’s not that. We are not fat people. If we move a little, the bed will not be broken.Yang Chen said.
So rude.Lin Ruoxi Road, it’s too tight to separate it. I feel uncomfortable if you do this.
I don't feel separated, so I feel more comfortable.Yang Chen just finished speaking with a smile, and suddenly felt that this conversation was so ambiguous, so he couldn't help laughing.
Lin Ruoxi was about to look at the photo, but why did this guy suddenly laugh out loud and asked curiously: What's wrong with you?
Yang Chen approached Lin Ruoxi's ear with some playfulness, spitting out heat and said: If the conversation we just now was heard by outsiders, would you guess what scene would they think of?
Lin Ruoxi thought seriously for a while, and when he thought of Yang Chen's unlearning thinking, he immediately understood. His delicate face turned pink, and he glared at Yang Chen angrily, ignored him, and opened the album in his hand.
The first page of the album surprised the two of them. It was not the imagined family photo, but Xue Zijing's private photo.
Xue Zijing inside was wearing a student uniform like a blue and white sailor uniform of that era, standing at a middle school gate with a sweet smile.
The photos have turned yellow, but they can still be clearly distinguished. The school is a middle school in Beijing.
Your mother has always been from Beijing?Yang Chen asked.
Lin Ruoxi thought for a while and shook his head. I don’t know that my mother’s family has immigrated overseas. I basically had no news when I was a child, and my grandmother didn’t mention it. Maybe, Aunt Guo mentioned that they met since childhood.
After looking over, most of them are photos of Xue Zijing's growth. Although they were different from what they originally thought, Lin Ruoxi was obviously interested in learning about her mother's life.
This has to be said to be a kind of sorrow. It is not until the mother dies that the daughter has the chance to see the memories of these times.
After turning over more than ten pages, there were suddenly a few more photos in Xue Zijing's photo.
The other girl in the photo, both of them looked familiar. After careful analysis, Isn’t this Guo Xuehua??
Lin Ruoxi and Yang Chen looked at each other. They had heard Guo Xuehua tell her about her friendship with Xue Zijing. They were a good sister relationship, and now they have been proven again.
The two girls with different beauty left a lot of marks on the photos of high school years. Then, in college, the two still appeared together, and at that time they had truly become big girls.
Your mother looks like you. She felt before in front of the tombstone, and Yang Chen couldn't help but exclaim again.
Lin Ruoxi glanced at him with dissatisfaction, "Is there anything like you?"I am very similar to my mother.
When Lin Ruoxi said this, she was obviously a little proud. In her heart, she was still proud of having a beautiful mother. Perhaps it was this kind of pride that made her particularly respectful of her mother. Before Xue Zijing died, she didn't dare to get close to her mother.
Yang Chen smiled embarrassedly, and why did he feel strange after saying this?
When they flipped over again, there was finally a change in the photo, and this change almost instantly made Lin Ruoxi and Yang Chen dull.
I saw a photo taken by the lakeside. Xue Zijing and Guo Xuehua stood pretty by a tall and handsome man. The man looked much older than both girls and was very mature.
This is nothing, the key is that this man, Yang Chen and Lin Ruoxi both know Ning Guangyao!Premier Ning!?
Although Ning Guangyao was even more heroic than he is now, he could still clearly recognize it, and his general appearance did not change much.
There was so many thoughts in Yang Chen's mind...
When we first met, Ning Guangyao kept staring at Lin Ruoxi, but that was obviously not the man’s gaze at a woman…
Later, the headquarters met Ning Guangyao. He so firmly asked Yang Pojun to treat Guo Xuehua well and not allow Guo Xuehua to be confined...
Afterwards, I went to her mother's grandmother's cemetery with Lin Ruoxi. I saw a black Audi car at the foot of the mountain, and the bunch of redbuds that Lin Ruoxi said were given by people all year round...
An idea that had already guessed something made Yang Chen feel numb at this moment. Looking at Lin Ruoxi, who was a little surprised and confused, Yang Chen brows and a serious face.
Lin Ruoxi didn't notice that Yang Chen was so excited. At this moment, she was just surprised. How could her mother and Ning Guangyao know each other?
Wife, stop watching, let’s go down for lunch!Yang Chen reached out, pressed down on which page of the album, and smiled at Lin Ruoxi.
Lin Ruoxi came to his senses and frowned and said: I know what to eat, what’s the hurry? Mom Wang will call us.
I want to eat the dishes you cook.Yang Chen is serious and authentic.
Lin Ruoxi gave him a blank look and said, "Stop making trouble." Both Wang and his mother are there in the kitchen, and Zhenxiu is also helping. I can't get involved at all.You take your hand away, I haven't finished reading it yet.
Yang Chen thought to himself, you might be surprised if you see again!
But I can't tear the album or make Lin Ruoxi faint. With Lin Ruoxi's wisdom, I will definitely find my unusualness and will also explore some hidden things.
In desperation, Yang Chen let go of his hand and just hoped that nothing exciting would appear behind him.
But bad things always happen when you least want to happen...
Lin Ruoxi only turned a page and a photo appeared that made Yang Chen feel depressedly that his fist smashed the bedboard...
It was a particularly large-scale photo, but Guo Xuehua did not appear on it, just Xue Zijing and Ning Guangyao!
What is even more difficult to ignore is that Xue Zijing is leaning against Ning Guangyao's arms, and Ning Guangyao's eyes are full of deep love.
This photo should have been taken in the photo studio. In that era, except for lovers, whoever went to the photo studio to take wedding dresses was fine!?
On one side of the photo, someone wrote down a few beautiful lines of ink-colored handwriting with a pen. Today, it is clearly visible...
I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the tail of the Yangtze River.
I miss you every day but don’t see you, and I drink the water of the Yangtze River together.
When will this water stop, and when will this hatred be gone?
I just hope that your heart is like my heart and will never let down my thinking...
When Lin Ruoxi finished pronunciating these words in a soft voice, her originally pink face turned pale, her thin lips trembled slightly, and her two hands holding the album, her knuckles were slightly bent, and she was stiff there.
The silence in the room can be heard.
Yang Chen could hear Lin Ruoxi's trembling heartbeat, so hesitant, shocked and uneasy.
That... Ruoxi baby Ah, what do these poems mean?Yang Chen tried to draw Lin Ruoxi away and let her relax.
Lin Ruoxi was buried for a long time and didn't answer. However, he turned to the album on the next page again...
This time, there were a few smaller photos, but without exception, they were all photos of Xue Zijing and Ning Guangyao laughing together. There were even many photos, and they could find that they took them themselves. The affection between you and me can be felt with just a slight glance.
Until the end, there was finally a photo that was different, or... it was incomplete...
It was a photo of half torn off, with only Xue Zijing left in the photo, wearing a floral white dress that complements her temperament, and smiling like a flower.
There was originally another person beside her, but it was torn off.
The photos were stuffed directly into the album and were not clipped in, so when Lin Ruoxi picked up the photos, he saw two eternal nouns scribbled on the back: Even if there are thousands of styles, who can I tell you?
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