The taxi stopped not far from Qiao's house.

The scenery everywhere remains the same, which is the most common sight in Qiao Zhai in winter.

Ye Jiaqi dragged his suitcase and stood on the roadside.

Her face was covered with tears under the scarf, and she kept wiping her face with her little hands.

It seems that she will never get rid of her crying habit.

She dragged her luggage towards the gate of Qiao's house. The whole road was quiet, and she could only hear the sound of the suitcase's rollers rubbing against the ground.

The further we go, the quieter it becomes.

Ye Jiaqi's eyes fell on the front door of Qiao's house.

Where are the servants in Qiao House? Where are the bodyguards? Why can’t they all be seen?

Ye Jiaqi's steps were a little hurried, and she almost fell down while dragging her suitcase!

A few minutes later, she stood at the gate holding the box, letting the north wind blow her scarf and sweep across her cheeks.

The tears dried in the wind, leaving only shallow tear stains.

After a year of absence, Qiao Zhai has changed.

In the past, Qiao Zhai was always busy at any time, and the most indispensable thing here was people.

But now, it's all depressed and no one is around.

Ye Jiaqi's heart skipped a beat.

Qiao Zhai is one of Josnian's most precious things. How could he let his beloved home become like this...

In the past, there would be several pots of flowers placed at the entrance, and the bright colors could be seen all year round. However, now, the entrance is empty, the garden is empty, and the outside of the house is also empty.

The door was unlocked, but tightly closed.

What happened at Qiao Zhai?

Josnian...

Ye Jiaqi covered his face and tears flowed down uncontrollably.

Huo Jingyi didn't lie to her, he didn't lie to her, it turned out to be true...

If nothing had happened to Josnian, he would not have allowed Qiao Zhai to become like this.

What a delicate person he is, how could he let his home become like this!

how so……

He has always been in good health. A year ago, she said that he should stop smoking as it would shorten his life.

She didn't expect to hit the nail on the head.

This is not what she wants, no.

Even if they forget each other, she still wants him to be safe and live a long life.

"Josnian!" Ye Jiaqi raised his head, looked at his bedroom on the second floor, and shouted.

The door is unlocked. He is at home, right?

"Josnian!" No one answered, so she raised her voice and shouted again!

Still, no one responded.

Ye Jiaqi had a worried look on his face, and he was so anxious that he wanted to cry.

She stretched out her hand and prepared to push the door open!

"Miss Ye?" Butler Sun ran out in a hurry and looked at the door in disbelief, "Miss Ye? Is it really you?"

"Steward Sun..." She raised her watery eyes, suppressed her desire to cry, and placed her finger on the door.

Butler Sun was surprised and happy, always thinking it was an illusion, incredible!

"Miss Ye, it's really you!" She ran over and opened the door.

"It's me."

"Miss Ye, you are finally back, you really have to be back!" Butler Sun cried with joy, and almost shed tears.

In the past two days, she has been thinking that it would be nice if Ye Jiaqi was here.

As she thought about it, she never dared to interfere in Master Qiao's affairs or ask anyone for her phone number.

Mr. Qiao and Mr. Meng had no intention of calling Miss Ye, so she naturally didn't dare to care.

"Back." Her voice was very soft.

Butler Sun took the luggage from her hand: "Come into the house, it's very cold outside."

Butler Sun walked in front, and Ye Jiaqi followed slowly behind.

As soon as the door to the living room opens, there is still a familiar smell and a look that will never be forgotten.
Chapter completed!