It's like an empty dead house, no, maybe it's not that excessive, but at least, it's like everyone can pass by and stay in the hotel.

Murong Jinyan took out the key from his pocket. Although he lived at home and was taken care of by someone,... Murong Jinyan liked this kind of purity of staying alone.

When he opened the door, the door lock clicked, Murong Jinyan subconsciously felt something was wrong.

He pushed the door directly, and at first glance he was attracted by the lush green plants in the entrance hall.

He just slept and ate at home all year round, and then left, which was even more hotelier than a hotel. Where did he have any spare time to raise green plants?

Murong Jinyan walked to the green plant, reached out and touched the leaves, confirming that it was real.

If it is true, although this kind of green plant is very dry-resistant, I haven't come back for so many months and it's still so lively, obviously I'm always being taken care of.

Could it be that Mu Yutian found someone for him to clean up and replaced the fresh water while cleaning?

Without lingering in the entrance hall, Murong Jinyan walked into the room.

Suddenly I felt that the whole room was completely different from the feeling I felt when I left.

It’s not that... there has been no change in decoration at all, but... it has become more popular and more lifelike.

There are indeed many changes in the furnishings, but they are only some small details and subtle places.

On the coffee table between the TV and the sand, there were some very scattered small things, such as a few untied sticky notes, scissors... tape, and two strawberry candy.

They are all very ordinary, but they don't really appear in their homes.

Without severe obsessive-compulsive disorder or cleanliness, it is impossible for ordinary people's families to be free of things placed randomly.

But Murong Jinyan didn't have it at home. It's not that he has such a cleanliness or obsessive-compulsive disorder...

It's just because he has no time to do other things.

The most he did was to go home and sleep and have a meal.

At most, he lies on the sand while resting, looks at the information on the computer, drinks a glass of beer, and drinks a glass of black tea. He has no time and no leisure to do more.

Murong Jinyan walked to the coffee table, bent down slightly, and picked up a sticky note on the table.

There are a few cute handwritings on it, and there is a cute cartoon painting on it. It is a villain standing there alone. A small bubble appeared in his mind. In the bubble dialog box, another villain was drawn.

Because this sticky note is too small, the person that the little man thinks of is almost a simple drawing, and of course he can no longer tell who this person is.

Murong Jinyan held the sticky note in his hand and turned his face to see a pen beside him.

The drawing tool is obviously just the ballpoint pen placed beside it.

This little thing...

Murong Jinyan felt that he could guess who drew it without thinking too much.

Don't betrayed?!

Why did she leave these things in her own home?

Murong Jinyan frowned slightly, suddenly thought of something, so he simply put down what he had in his hand and went straight into the bathroom.

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Chapter completed!