Subconsciously, Su Qingyu walked to the door of a room, she had a feeling, as if she used to come here often.
“This room is……”
Li Tingchen didn’t expect that she had lost her memory, and her obsession with the children’s room was still so deep.
“Let’s eat first.”
He led Su Qingyu downstairs, and the table was full of delicious meals. Mother Zhang’s hearty smile came into her eyes, “Mr. and Mrs., sit down and eat. I’ll fry two more dishes.”
Gentleman Li Tingchen opened the chair for her.
From the enthusiasm of the servants, Li Tingchen’s randomness, and the fresh bouquets on the table, the spotless but warm home, obviously this should be a place she likes very much, but Su Qingyu inexplicably feels a little repulsive.
Especially the beautifully blooming flowers on the table, but a dark sky flashed in her mind, the flowers on the table withered, and a woman stood alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window looking at the snowy picture.
“What’s the matter?Is it out of appetite?”Li Tingchen is very sensitive to her emotional changes.
Su Qingyu shook his head, “It’s okay, it’s fine.”
She was indeed hungry. During her time on the island, she ate and slept in the open. It was rare for her to have a strong appetite and eat more.
Su Qingyu found that the man had been watching her eat silently, with a warm smile at the corner of his mouth.
Like the photo, her eyes are full of her.
After eating, Li Tingchen took the initiative to ask: “Recently, I was in a movie. It’s an artist you used to like. Do you want to watch it together?””
Su Qingyu pointed to his head, “I want to know how I lost my memory.”
Li Tingchen stretched out his hand again, Su Qingyu didn’t know why, so he put his hand in his palm, and he took her to the door of the previous room.
“Susu, even if this memory is not good, do you still want to know?”
Su Qingyu nodded.
“Then open the door.”
Standing at the door, Su Qingyu inexplicably felt a suffocation in his heart, and a sense of pain hit.
Subconsciously told Su Qingyu not to go in.
Su Qingyu’s fingers on the doorknob froze, her big gentle hand covered the back of Su Qingyu’s hand, and she whispered softly in her ear: “Don’t be afraid, I will stay with you.”
The door opened.
There are no sealed monsters in it, and there is no bloody picture.