my husband is a killer

Chapter 408 Revisit 6
She held her head down, not daring to stay in the kitchen any longer, stepped out quickly, leaned against the wall and tried her best to calm down, until the pain gradually calmed down, she continued to go upstairs, and stopped in front of another door.

She controlled her emotions, but felt that standing in front of this door, every cell in her body was trembling uncontrollably. She took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

This is a bedroom. When she looked up, she saw four pictures hanging on the wall. Three of them were immediately recognizable. They were three graceful hornbills. There was only one strange picture that seemed to be a child's graffiti. I couldn't help but walked closer to take a closer look, only glanced twice, and suddenly covered my mouth with my hand!
People made up of a few circles and circles have exhausted the true biography of abstract art, but it can still be seen that a family of three is eating and smiling around the table. The title is a few big and childish colored pen characters——My wish, and the inscription is the familiar name: Lanjiao.

What she had guessed and suspected in her subconscious was suddenly proved at this moment—this is really the place where she used to live in Kuching, where she and that man lived in Kuching! !

It's just that the person who raped her, the person who forced her to participate in the robbery, threatened her to live with her, and asked her to kill the child, how could she be willing to hang such a picture in the bedroom, which she painted by herself, A warm home?
She looked around, and couldn't help but started to pat on the bed, on the wardrobe, on the dressing table, on everything, and finally lifted the window hanging A string of shell wind chimes, amidst the jingling sound, murmured, and involuntarily uttered a few words:

"This is Mr. Lin's and Mrs. Lin's, and this is also Mr. Lin's and Mrs. Lin's. Everything is here. This is the home of Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin!"

Family?
Her mind suddenly went blank for a few seconds, and she couldn't believe the words that came out of her mouth unconsciously. Then she felt her footsteps were weak and her whole body lost strength. She quickly supported the window sill and moved to the bed step by step. There is thick dust on it, sit on it, lean on the head of the bed, tears have already fallen down!

Sitting on the bed, leaning against the head of the bed, everything around is so familiar, the morning sun gently trickles in from the window, the curtains are floating softly, the wind chimes are softly ringing, and the old man carved in coconut shell on the dressing table The old lady smiled kindly as she did many years ago.

She took off her shoes, curled her whole body up inside the bed, pressed the other pillow of the couple's bed, his pillow, tears kept rolling down her cheeks, but the corners of her mouth were slightly curved like a moon, smiling softly .

Not listening to anyone's good or bad descriptions, she finally remembered the feeling herself!

(End of this chapter)