I've troubled you again

No one had lived in the Jiang family mansion for a long time. From the outside, it looked desolate and desolate, with a faint sense of desolation.

Not even a blade of grass had changed.

Although no one had lived in the house for a long time, people were still invited to come and clean it regularly.

Jiang Shuxia used the key to open the door and entered. It was already dusk, but the light that shone into the room made it seem a little dark.

She walked in, the furniture covered with a white cloth for fear of falling into the dust.

Lingxuyao followed behind her. Looking at her stubborn figure, he couldn't bear to disturb her.

Jiang Shuxia walked straight towards the living room. She stood at the corner, tiptoed and grabbed a corner of the white cloth, then forcefully pulled it down.

The white cloth fell off, and what appeared before him was a picture that had never faded.