Author: Yu Chenhuan

Huo Qianchu looked at the message and frowned slightly, but he was a neighbor and it was hard to refuse such things, so he had to respond.

She went back to the office to change her clothes, then went to Cen Beichen's cabinet to get his backpack.

When she got into the car and threw Cen Beichen's bag on the passenger seat, she noticed that there was a small pendant on his bag, which was very familiar.

She frowned, took his bag over, and looked at the small pendant carefully.

She had an exact same pendant before, but later she didn't know where she threw it. The pendant was a birthday gift from her best friend. She felt distressed for a long time when she lost it.

Huo Qianchu pursed his lower lip, took a photo, and sent it to his best friend, [Do you see this pendant look familiar?]

[You found it? I said I wouldn't lose it. You must be careless and don't know where to put it.]

[I didn't find it, it's on Cen Beichen's bag now.] Huo Qianchu asked again, [This pendant shouldn't be very common, right?]

[Of course not, there are 500 items worldwide, each with a number. Only a super noble VVIP like me can buy it. However, Cen Beichen may also be a VVIP, so it is not surprising to buy it.]

[Will he buy such pendant?] Huo Qianchu sent a message and carefully looked through the pendant. Finally, he saw the number of the pendant on the inner circle, so he sent the number to his best friend, then put the bag back and started the car.

When she drove to the garage of Mansion No. 10, she saw the message from her best friend, [Damn, the number is the same as what I gave you, because it was your birthday gift, and it was specially designated No. 098.]

[People like Cen Beichen should not use fakes, right?]

Huo Qianchu was also confused, [Is it possible to be a customized number?]

[How is it possible? If it could be customized, would I still have to squeeze my head out and grab No. 098?]

[But my pendant should have been thrown away at school.] Huo Qianchu pursed his lower lip, [I have a strange premonition, I want to go to Cen Beichen's house to see it.]

My best friend didn't say anything for a long time, so Huo Qianchu got out of the car with his bag and entered the elevator. She sent a message to Cen Beichen, [I've arrived home, are you back? I'll send the bag to you.]

[Not yet, let it go to your house first, I will ask you to get it when I go back.]

After leaving the elevator, Huo Qianchu was about to walk home, but his steps stopped. He opened Cen Beichen's bag, touched it inside, and touched the spare key.

Although the doors are all password locks, they still have spare keys to prevent emergencies.

She pinched the key and walked to the door of Cen Beichen's house. She held the key and was about to open the door, but before the key could meet the lock hole, the face recognition of the door lock was completed. After the three big words "Opened" were displayed on the screen, the lock bounced open by itself.

Huo Qianchu was slightly stunned. She originally thought that Cen Beichen should have deleted her face recognition, fingerprints, and even changed her password.

But maybe... he forgot.

Since the lock was opened, Huo Qianchu stuffed the key back into his bag, opened the door and walked in.

At the same time, Cen Beichen's mobile phone also prompted the information that the door lock was opened.

He opened the surveillance camera at the door and saw that Huo Qianchu had entered the door.

He frowned slightly and told the driver to drive quickly.

Huo Qianchu was too familiar with the layout in the house. Even in the dark, he easily found the switch and turned on the main lighting switch.

The layout of the entrance hall was no different from the morning she left.

In the glass cabinet at the door, her slippers were still placed in the place where she often placed, and the few bags she used to carry were still placed here.

On the counter are some ornaments she bought, and the locations of these ornaments seem to have not changed as before.

She pursed her lips, took off the slippers, changed into the slippers, put Cen Beichen's bag on the cabinet, and slowly walked through the entrance to the inside.

The things in the living room have not changed. The long-flesh carpets she bought, the various plush toys and cushions she bought, and even the tableware on the dining table were also bought by her.

A corner of the living room was converted into a study room by her.

In this location, you can bask in the sun during the day and see the night view at night.

The most important thing is to see Cen Beichen return as soon as possible.

At that time, she was a senior and wanted to prepare for her graduation thesis, but she didn't want to stay alone in the study. She just hoped to see Cen Beichen immediately as soon as she entered the door.

Unfortunately, there were very few times when she could wait for Cen Beichen. Sometimes she was so sleepy that she lay on the table and slept for a while, but he hadn't even come back.

She walked to the table, and the books she had read before and her notes were placed on it.

She pursed her lips gently. That morning, she went out as usual and then got into a car accident.

So naturally she didn't have time to clean up her things.

She put down her notes and walked towards the bedroom.

Before she moved in, Cen Beichen's preference was very simple, black, white and gray, and there were no other colors.

But she felt that the bedroom should be in a warm tone, and even changed the entire bed, and the cabinet that could not be moved was pasted with stickers.

There is still no change in the bedroom now, even the bedding is still the goose yellow she chose.

The four-piece sets of other colors in the cabinet are also neatly arranged.

In the cloakroom, her clothes, her shoes, her bags, and her jewelry were still placed in their original positions.

Even the cosmetics on the dressing table had not been moved. She picked up a bottle casually, and it was half a bottle that had been used, which had already expired.

In the whole room, there was no change in the day she left, no less, no more.

She frowned, feeling a little panicked, turned around and wanted to leave, but saw a box in the dark glass cabinet that she had never seen before.

She paused, walked over, opened the box, and there were some notes inside.

There are movie tickets and air tickets.

The dates on the air tickets are basically the past three years, from Jincheng to Massachusetts and returning to Jincheng from Massachusetts.

Huo Qianchu's hands tightened, and the phone suddenly rang, which scared her so much that she quickly put the ticket back, covered the box lid, and took out the phone. It was the message from her best friend's reply.

[You go to his house? What do you want to ask for a certificate? Because of this small pendant, do you think he likes you?]

[I have already come in. His house has not changed at all. My things are still there. I also saw his air ticket to Massachusetts.] Huo Qianchu's breathing is disordered and his hands are so nervous that he trembles. He made this sentence wrong several times, and it took him a long time to send the message out.

Putting away her phone, she felt that she could no longer breathe here, and just wanted to leave here quickly.

She walked out in a panic, but as soon as she opened the door, she saw Cen Beichen standing at the door. His hand was stretched out as if he was about to open the door.

"I...I've put your bag in." Huo Qianchu didn't expect that Cen Beichen would come back at this time. She seemed even more cramped. After saying something, she went out and walked home.

Cen Beichen turned his head and looked at her back and said, "You forgot to change your shoes."
Chapter completed!