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The red characters "囍" are plastered all over the wall, giving the whole room an indescribable weirdness. It is obviously a festive decoration, but in this environment, it makes people feel chills down their spines.

Gu Yuan stood in the room for a moment, then suppressed the discomfort in his heart and started rummaging around the room.

Fang Qing's room was not big, and there were very few things in it. A wooden bed, a wardrobe, a dressing table, and a few stools were basically all her furniture.

He started from the dressing table.

There were only some scattered hairpins, combs and a bronze mirror with a corner missing in the drawer, nothing of note.

Next was the wardrobe, but there were a few simple clothes hanging in the wardrobe, neatly folded, and a red cloth was pressed on the bottom layer. Gu Yuan opened the red cloth and found an old-fashioned wooden photo frame underneath.

What is strange is that there are many cracks on the photo frame, and even the glass is broken into several pieces.

Gu Yuan shook his head and no longer paid attention to the photo frame itself, but looked at the photo.

In the photo, Fang Qing was wearing a red wedding dress, but her face was not happy at all. Instead, she looked exhausted. Her cheeks were even sunken, and her lips had no color at all. She looked like she had suffered from chronic malnutrition.

Gu Yuan was not surprised to see this scene, because her family was originally an extremely patriarchal family. Because Li Xiaoe did not give birth to a boy, her husband turned all his anger on her. Even the village said that Li Xiaoe was an old hen that could not lay eggs.

And all of this finally came back to Fang Qing.

Li Xiao'e often scolded Fang Qing, even hit her, and refused to feed her when something happened. Therefore, in Gu Yuan's previous impression, Fang Qing often had bruises and bruises on her body, and she was so thin that she could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Gu Yuan was not only a little distressed when he saw this scene, but also more angry, because Fang Qing was his childhood sweetheart, but now he was like this, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Gu Yuan finally chose to cover the photo frame with red cloth and put it up.

Right under the table, something caught Gu Yuan's attention. It was a pair of red embroidered shoes with the word "囍" outlined in gold thread.

The moment he saw the embroidered shoes, Gu Yuan felt a chill coming over him, and then he was about to pick them up.

Gu Yuan stretched out his hand to take it. As soon as his fingertips touched the upper of the shoe, a biting chill rushed up along his fingers and went straight to his forehead. He shivered violently, but still took out the shoe.

The embroidered shoes were slightly hot and slightly cold in his palms. The two contradictory feelings alternated, making him feel that the shoes in his hands were more like a living thing than shoes.

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