Some of them were photos from the phone she broke in his office.
She didn't know when he saved the backup here and how he did it.
She doesn't like taking selfies very much.
Most of the photos are of the scenery and food she left while playing around in college.
Occasionally, there is a picture of a person taking a photo with her good friends.
Even the photos with Chen Chen appeared on other people's mobile phones and then had others send them to her.
She basically has the same expression in the photos, and she doesn't know what expression to make.
He is completely different from the person in Jing Mohao's cell phone.
Probably only those who have a deep love for themselves can photograph themselves with such grace and grace.
Jing Mohao, you are so outrageous.
You took such beautiful photos of me, but you kept them privately for so long.
Did you purposely wait until you left before letting me see it?
Did you purposely make me cry in front of the photo?
Luo Xi closed the photo window and clicked on the video file, not knowing what she was expecting.
The screen switched to full screen, showing a surveillance video of himself giving Momo a bath.
This angle was taken with the black diamond bracelet I placed on the sink.
This grown man actually peeked into his shower Then there were videos of her curled up in a ball on the sofa, crying in the dark, videos of her cheating in the base study, videos of her engagement ceremony with Chen Chen, countless clips accumulated over time, until she was banned The video sent to him by the government He had been tirelessly accumulating his bits and pieces, and when he was unconscious, they gathered into a surging river, drowning her at this moment.
In the video, he kept every detail of her, whether she was making a lot of fools or looking calm and beautiful.
The entire folder was named Luoxi.
As expected, there was no one else in the contents.
Luo Xi searched through other folders on the computer and found no trace of the man's mental journey.
Except for what he brought to her, it seemed as if he had never been in this world and had never left any traces of his own.
All the property rights have been changed, and the Mo Yao building built with painstaking efforts has collapsed.
Without a word or a letter to commemorate, he left in shock.
Luo Xi's heart sank and she turned off the computer.
She opened the drawer and found two sealed bags inside.
One contained the broken black diamond bracelet, which was the bracelet that disappeared when she was forced off the cliff by Ouyang.
There was also a sealed bag containing the bracelet that he had used to deliver the message to him.
He kept it without saying a word.
There is a stack of documents stacked below, a thick stack of medical cases, all of which are the treatment plans and surgical reports prescribed by Jian Qing.
The targets of treatment are all Jing Mohao.
On November 16 last year, he was injured in an explosion and fell into a depressive coma for three months.
This time happened to be the three months that I had lived in the Xiao family.
He was injured by the bomb and was in a coma for three months She didn't know that during those three painful months, he also lived like years.
On February 26 this year, his arm suffered third-degree burns due to electric shock, water immersion, and external blows that worsened the condition.
The flesh and bones were removed.
It was the dark arm that I accidentally saw when I was committing suicide: