Hearing Jiang Cheng's relatively calm tone, Zhao Xuerou quickly breathed a long sigh of relief and patted her chest cautiously: "Okay, honey, just wait for me a little longer. I've been trying my best to finish this drawing, and it should be done soon! I'll hang up now!"
After Zhao Xuerou hung up the phone, Jiang Cheng sat back down in his chair.
He wandered around the house aimlessly for a while, and happened to see a bookshelf full of books, so he simply went over to it.
While searching for something, he hadn't paid attention to the contents exposed on the bookshelf. After all, it was something you could see at a glance, not worth the effort to examine closely. But now, being so bored, it was a good way to kill time.
After browsing through the books, Jiang Cheng randomly picked two books that he had read before but were still interested in and sat back down on the sofa. However, on the way back, his eyes were drawn to a small box next to him.
"Um?"
He didn't seem to notice the box much during the scan.
Jiang Cheng put down the book in his hand and squatted down next to the box.
Upon opening it, a gush of old, stale soil erupted, choking him and making him feel somewhat uncomfortable.
He coughed a few times, covering his mouth and nose, waved his hand in the air, and then looked down with a frown.
The box was full of photos, and many broken picture frames.
He probably fell down during an argument, right?
At this moment, Jiang Cheng also noticed that there were actually many traces of picture frames on the TV cabinet, but he had never noticed them before.
Why hide here?
He laboriously reached inside and carefully pulled out a few picture frames that weren't completely broken.
These photos are very similar to the ones he saw in his album yesterday, but there are some differences in the details.
They were obviously all taken together at the time, but some are displayed now while others are still lying in the album.
His fingers brushed over the smiles of the two people in the photo, and a fleeting sense of unreality crossed his mind.
This feeling... is really a bit strange.
Everything that happened in the dream world was clearly fake, but looking at everything in the photos, Jiang Cheng felt as if it were all still vivid in his mind.
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