Secret (GL)

That's good, that's good. "

For half a month, Shen Juan was already so thin that he only had a handful of bones left.But she can't feel it herself.Ji Guanjia said: "Then you can sleep for a while?"

Shen Juan didn't nod. There was still something to do in the company. She was going to England in the afternoon to pack up Xiaoge's belongings, and by the way, check up on Zhu Yu's affairs abroad. dealt with.

But why deal with it?Xiaoge is gone, she doesn't have to look at the company anymore.she thought numbly.

"Let's cook porridge for you again. How about seafood porridge? Xiaoge liked the porridge I cooked myself when I was a child." Steward Ji asked behind Shen Juan.

There was a wave in Shen Juan's dead eyes, like a beam of morning sun shining in the forest, with a slight light: "You stew."

Steward Ji sighed secretly. He shouldn't have mentioned the deceased at first, but the chairman only reacted when he heard the word Xiaoge. He hurriedly said, "Then I'll go now."

Shen Juan nodded.

She walked into the study, Lin Mo sent all the documents a day earlier, she read a few, and saw the quill on the desk.This is what Xiaoge used.She stopped, looked at the quill for a long time, and took out the talisman bag from her pocket. There was no change on the talisman bag, nor did the Soul Cultivating Buddha and the talisman paper inside.

Holding the talisman bag in her hand, she did not know how many times she called: "Xiaoge."

Her eyes were dry and hot, and she had a habit of crying anytime and anywhere.

She couldn't see hope, and she didn't know what to do. Everything seemed boring and meaningless.She couldn't find a reason to live, she just thought that she had to give Xiaoge an explanation.But what happens after the murderer is executed?What can she do then?

Shen Juan put the talisman bag into his pocket, stood up again, found the box, and packed the quill.While pretending, she thought, not long ago, Xiao Ge told her that she wanted to see green and go to the south during the Chinese New Year.

But now, it's the end of the year.

Everything in the past seemed to have life, emerging every minute and every second, soaking Shen Juan's scarred heart in salt water, and torturing it over and over again.Shen Juan took the quill out of the box and put it in the suitcase.

The porridge was stewed for three hours, butler Ji's skill was very good, the porridge was stewed soft and delicious, with a strong fragrance, Shen Juan swallowed, something happened to his stomach, he refused to eat anything, Steward Ji was on the side, and said to her Thinking about Gu Shuge's childhood, Shen Juan resisted the nausea and swallowed a whole bowl.

Steward Ji was relieved, and left with an empty bowl.

As soon as he left, Shen Juan vomited out his stomach again.

She didn't know why, maybe the talisman water last time hurt her stomach, or maybe she subconsciously felt that life was meaningless, so her body rejected food.But she didn't care too much.

The plane in the afternoon, the journey was long, and it was already the second day in the UK.

The Shen family didn't come here alone, they brought a lot of personnel to handle the case, and the British side had already coordinated and it took a lot of money, but the Shen family didn't care.After getting off the plane, she went directly to Gu Shuge's apartment.

The apartment was bought not far from her university.When Shen Juan opened the door, the air was turbid and hadn't been ventilated for several months.

She walked in, opened the window, fresh air flowed in, and the stale air gradually dissipated.

Shen Juan stood inside, she had never been here before, but she felt that every piece of furniture, every decoration style was so familiar, and there was a sense of Xiaoge everywhere.

She imagined Gu Shuge's life here for four years, imagined her wearing loose house clothes and slippers on weekends, walking around the room, imagining her lying on the sofa, imagining her hugging the computer to write reports, imagining her stretching Lazy, took a glass of water, and walked through the living room.

Shen Juan couldn't help laughing, tears streaming down his face.She walked slowly in the living room, her eyes gently stroking every item.

She saw the photos on the wall. There were several of them, which seemed to be taken at various scenic spots. The shooting method was obviously Gu Shuge's style of photography.Shen Juan looked down one by one, trying to travel through time and see the person behind the camera from the photos.

When she saw the last photo, she stayed a little longer.

The photo shows a big tree, but it is not a long-range picture of the whole tree, nor does it choose a unique angle to take pictures of the crown or branches, but directly shoots the camera at the roots of the tree.

This shooting method is not Gu Shuge's usual style.Shen Juan raised his hand and took the photo frame off the wall.

Is this made by Xiaoge?she thinks.

She opened the photo frame and saw two words and a date written on the back of the photo.The two words are "temporary storage", date