What kind of career is she engaging in?

Xiao Hei just said that she was sick and didn’t know what the disease was, and whether it was serious or not.

But as long as I can make money, as long as I have money, it shouldn't be a problem, right?

...

Yi Cheng took the elevator and arrived at 7o1.

The door is still the slightly faded iron-red security door.

The stairwell smells familiar with cement.

Yi Cheng instinctively looked up at the elevator door.

There is no TV projection in it.

It seems that in 15 years, the advertiser's door has not been so crazy that it has been slapping people every minute, even if it is waiting for the car and taking the elevator, it will not be spared.

He took out the key in his pocket.

The key was inserted smoothly.

very good.

It seems that even if time changes, some things will not change.

I am indeed a persistent person.

Yi Cheng smiled and opened the door with a nervous heart.

There was darkness inside the room.

He raised his hand and touched the light switch in a familiar position.

As the switch was turned on, the white light illuminated the room suddenly.

ah……

It's really nostalgic.

It's me.

The decorations in this home are exactly the same as those in 2o2o years.

The entrance is a white cabinet-style shoe rack.

Walking inside is the living room.

The living room is not big, about 40 square meters.

Above is a spiral lighting ceiling.

On the left is the digital TV and on the right is the sand.

Even the glass coffee table is the one that was the one from before.

Also, Yi Cheng once fantasized that if he married Lin Simu in the future, he would hang his wedding photos of the two in the hall.

Wedding photos must be taken in Tibet.

Above your head is a low sky that is within reach.

There are vast snow-capped mountains in the distance.

It is best to have one on the snow-capped mountain.

Because it was the most sacred place he and Lin Simu thought.

but

When Yi Cheng turned his gaze to the living room wall, the snack bag in his hand fell down with a slam.

On the snow-white wall.

There is a wedding photo hanging.

Behind are the vast snow-capped mountains and above the head is the sky within reach.

Yi Cheng, dressed in a handsome dress, hugged a beauty.

The woman who was wearing a holy white wedding dress and smiling brightly was not Lin Simu.
Chapter completed!