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Regarding Xu Shuangmian's question and the words he said to him, Cheng Xuan made what he believed to be the most appropriate, safest, and most correct decision.

But there is no such thing as a right decision in this world.If you're obsessed with making the right decisions all the time, you're basically assuming the world will reward or punish you for every decision you make.But there is no standard answer in this world to judge this decision.There is no right or wrong choice, only every thought, every feeling, and every behavior experienced with this decision, and the possibility of a series of changes that follow.

Cheng Xuan chose silence to escape, he didn't know what Xu Shuangmian would choose.

"I want to go back to the old house to celebrate the New Year tomorrow."

Cheng Xuan heaved a sigh of relief, Xu Shuangmian finally avoided the topic, and said generously: "It's a bit deserted here in the middle of the mountain, so it's better to go back to the old house. Yi Xin and his mother took Yi Bo back to his hometown. I'm afraid there will be no support." During the Chinese New Year, I will make a phone call to inform the other side."

When a person is guilty, he is either silent or chattering.

Xu Shuangmian smiled coyly and agreed.

Before dawn the next day, Xu Shuangmian sat up from the bed holding the phone.His sleeping condition was getting worse and worse. It was not so much that he woke up as that he had not fallen asleep.

At around eight o'clock, Cheng Xuan stood at the door of the guest bedroom and knocked. He first asked Xu Shuangmian if he had woken up, and asked him if he wanted to pack some clothes and sundries and stay in the old house for a few more days.

Xu Shuangmian sat on the bed and did not agree. Jing Chengxuan reminded him, and his eyes moved to the suitcase that he brought back from the apartment in the city center two days ago.He looked at the box with a sour and sarcastic smile.

Just when Cheng Xuan couldn't bear to push the door open, he responded, put on his clothes, and dragged the box to open the door. Cheng Xuan stood by the door with empty hands.

"You have no luggage?"

Cheng Xuan spread his hands: "It's fine to take two pieces of clothes back home to change and wash, I'm too lazy to clean them up, why don't I throw them in your suitcase?"

Xu Shuangmian dragged the box back half a step, skillfully covered the box with her body, and politely refused: "Since there are only two pieces of clothing, let's find a bag to put them in, my box can't hold it anymore."

After hearing this, Cheng Xuan took half a step forward calmly, and said, "Okay, then I'll help you take the box down."

"It's not heavy, I can just carry it myself." He dragged the box sideways to avoid Cheng Xuan and walked out the door, walking quickly towards the stairs.

The person who was avoided turned around and stood there looking at Xu Shuangmian's hasty back, until the shadow disappeared at the corner of the stairs, and he finally followed up.

Xu Shuangmian dug out the dumplings Wang Ma made before the holiday from the refrigerator and cooked them for breakfast with Cheng Xuan.After the two finished eating, Cheng Xuan put the pot and bowl into the dishwasher, found a bag to pack his change of clothes, and went to the garage with Xu Shuangmian to drive back to the old house.

Cheng Xuan hadn't been back to the old house for a long time, even if he came to pay respects to Cheng Hongnian and Cheng Xilan every year, he basically left after worshiping, and would not go to the old house to have a look.So the old house was only familiar to him and Xu Shuangmian, time has passed, and coming back is not the same as before.

The two entered the door one after the other, Cheng Xuan followed Xu Shuangmian, and the old servant who stayed behind came up to say that Cheng Xuan's room had been packed, and reached out to take the box in Xu Shuangmian's hand.

Xu Shuangmian avoided his hand and asked, "Where is my room?"

Yesterday, it was Cheng Xuan who specifically confessed that he could just clean up his room. The old servant was taken aback by Xu Shuangmian's question, and glanced at the person standing behind him: "This..."

But the person standing behind Xu Shuangmian, who was a head taller than him, turned a blind eye to the help-seeking eyes. The old servant was very anxious, and was about to find someone to clean up the room that Xu Shuangmian hadn't lived in for more than ten years, but he interrupted him. To: "Forget it, don't toss."

It's Chinese New Year, Xu Shuangmian didn't want to embarrass others because of the conflict between him and Cheng Xuan, he didn't look back and said: "I want to sleep, don't come up first." He picked up the box and hurried upstairs.

Cheng Xuan stood silently behind him all the time, saw Xu Shuangmian go upstairs, handed the paper bag in his hand to the old servant, and sat down on the sofa in the living room alone.He doesn't want to look at Xu Shuangmian's face now, he knows Xu Shuangmian too well, he has a soft heart and a low face, he will never do anything to make things difficult for others.

Xu Shuangmian put the suitcase in Cheng Xuan's living room, opened the suitcase and found some clean clothes to change into, and casually put the suit on the armrest of the sofa.He closed the box, locked it again, and hurried out, heading straight for the room he hadn't set foot in for decades.

That room didn’t look like it was locked when Cheng Xilan was still alive. Xu Shuangmian pushed the door open and walked in. The heating was not turned on in the room, and the curtains were drawn tightly so that no light could see through. The light from the corridor cast in, and one could see that the furniture in the room was almost covered. A layer of cloth made people feel gloomy in broad daylight, so he quickly reached out to touch the light switch on the wall.

The moment the light was turned on, Xu Shuangmian's eyes were hurt by the white patches in front of his eyes.He turned and closed the door, and boldly locked the door behind him.He stepped forward and tore off all the white cloth in this room, from the living room to the bedroom to the cloakroom and the bathroom.When Cheng Xilan was here, the room was as clean as if someone lived in it every week.But Cheng Xilan has been dead for seven years, and this room is still the same as usual, as if the owner of the room just left temporarily and asked the servants to clean and put it away all the time, and he would come back to live in it at any time.

Who was the owner of the room had troubled him for many years, but now he was no longer curious.Xu Shuangmian didn't come back today to satisfy his curiosity about this room, he came back to find the news about his father that Cheng Xilan left behind by Yi Xin's mother.

But there was nothing in this room, and he didn't know in what form the news was preserved, how could anyone find it.