Chapter 1770: Many memories cannot be thought of

Without looking in the mirror, she also knew that she was as pale as a ghost now!
With a wave of her sleeves, she changed into a set of bedding on the bed, exactly like the one used by Shenjiuli ...
Yes, although she was disgusted at that time, she could not wait to drive him away, but she had once remembered all the arrangements in his room, including the color of the bedding.
Now she changed her suit again, then lay down to get into the bed, holding the bed tightly, and fell asleep.
I didn't know how long I slept, and it was already a day after she woke up again.
She slightly moved her hands and feet and sat up on the bed.
Then he stared out the window.
This house is too small to catch up to one third of her palace, and naturally it is not as big as his palace in Riyuezong. The interior space is small and it is difficult for people like him to nest in such a space No complaints for months ...
Many past events can't be thought, and the thought is as painful as cracking again.
She hugged the quilt and thought, why couldn't she treat him a little better then? Even a little bit ...
There was no smell of him on the quilt, and she was tight even if she held her heart.
Looking down for a moment, I didn't give up, and searched in this room for a long time.
Kung Fu lived up to her, and finally let her search for something about him. It was a small piece of cloth with a blood stain on it, which should have been left when he was injured, and found in a crack in the room.
If she got the treasure, she gently held the strip of cloth under the size of her nails in her palm.
There was a little breath on him, but only a little bit.
She held the cloth in her palm for a long time, so she put it in her storage space.
Xuemo felt that she was probably sick. She wandered around the Mo palace like a wandering soul. She went around all the places he had visited, and searched for everything about him like a treasure hunt. Unfortunately, She was so ruthless at that time, after quitting his relationship with him, in order to break all his thoughts, everything that belongs to him was destroyed by her, thrown away, and now it is difficult to find it again.
After all, he lived here for more than a month. If she looked carefully, she still found some clues, such as the cup he used to drink water, the vase he inserted, and even he sent her to the trash can she had dried up. Flower ...
Those things are trivial and small, most of them have long lost the breath he once left, but as long as he touches it, she can't help but collect ...
When he gave her flowers at first, she had never seen those flowers, and she didn't know what kind of flowers.
At that time, he only sent flowers every day. She only thought it was a way of picking up his girl. Now think about his indomitable gift delivery. Maybe it has any purpose. This flower may have any special meaning!
Because the days of separation were too long, the flowers that had been thrown out of the trash can no longer exist. She summoned the director of Hemu and asked where the trash was dumped, and went straight.
After rummaging in the dump, and then rummaging, she was finally rummaged a little.
Of course, the flowers were originally precious things, and they were thrown in the trash for so long. Most of them were rotten. She rummaged for a long time, only to find a few petals or a branch.
She could hardly see what she was like. She studied everything for a moment, but didn't see anything.