Feng Yuxi was having breakfast in the restaurant. He heard footsteps and just raised his head, he heard her inexplicable accusations. He felt that it was necessary to explain it to himself, "I just cleaned the bedroom and didn't touch anything you, including A Sheng's photo."

"Apart from me, you can enter my bedroom. A Sheng's photo suddenly disappeared. It was not that you stole it but that I threw it away myself?" Rong Chong'er was very angry, and more of it was panic and scared. It was the only photo she and A Sheng kept.

If the photo is lost, if it is lost... she really doesn't know what to do.

Feng Yuxi pursed her lips, stood up, walked to her, and tried to calm her down: "Think about it again, where was the last time she saw the photo?"

"The photos in the drawer...the photos have been in the drawer, and now they are gone suddenly!" She was very excited and had a split headache.

In addition to the tail ring on her hand, that photo was the last thought left by A Sheng to her.

She really couldn't imagine what she would do if she lost even a photo of her thoughts...

She was thinking about the consequences like beasts. Feng Yuxi pulled her upstairs all the way. Her steps were floating and she was stumbled. Feng Yuxi turned her head to see her in a daze, her lips were silently pursed, and her feet accelerated their pace.

She was pulled to the bedroom all the way, and she stood there blankly. Feng Yuxi squatted down and searched carefully in the drawer of the bed cabinet. But ineffective, she stood up, thought for a while, grabbed a corner of the quilt, and the whole quilt was lifted up, and he picked up the pillow. Finally, he found A Sheng's photo in the gap between the head of the bed and the mattress.

To be precise, it was a photo of the two of them.

Turning around, the photo was sent to her, Feng Yuxi's voice was light and tired: "Look, I found it."

Rong Bailey suddenly rushed forward like a toy twisted in a clockwork, took the photo from him, and pressed the lost photo tightly on his chest like a treasure. Fortunately, A Sheng's photo is still there, fortunately...

Feng Yuxi walked out silently, with heavy steps. In fact, he wanted to tell her that even if this photo could not be found, it didn't matter. Isn't there any photo with A Sheng on her phone? The photos can be printed out, and she can have as many photos she wants.

When he said that, he didn't want to tell her anymore. He was selfish, competing for favor with a person who sacrificed to save him. He didn't expect that even if he left, he would always occupy the whole focus of Rong Bailiu.

While deceiving himself, he competed with a deceased person, and clearly understood that in this life, he could not compete for A Sheng. A living person could not compete for a dead person no matter what. He knew that A Sheng would live in the memory of Rong's darling for a long time, perhaps for a long life.

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The photo was pressed tightly in his heart, Rong Zhuan Le relaxed his hand, and looked at A Sheng's warm smile in the photo, and tears flowed unconsciously.
Chapter completed!