The Little Brat’s Sweet And Sassy

Chapter 1192: The person on the hand-painted is her (four more)

Chapter 1192 The person on the hand-painted is her (four more)

——That is her handwriting!

Shen Li was stunned on the spot, her mind was blank.

The room is very quiet, and she can even hear her heartbeat clearly.

The air freezes, and the oxygen in the chest cavity seems to be drawn away, even breathing is stagnant.

NL.

Ning Li.

This is...her book!

She stared at the handwriting, but her eyes seemed to be out of focus, and nothing came into her eyes.

is clearly a familiar handwriting, but for a moment, she feels so strange.

When she was very young, she didn't have many friends, and the most common thing she did was to read a book in a bookstore, and sit in the corner for a day.

She has been thinking about it, wanting to be placed on the top shelf of the bookshelf, the beautiful and thick book "ThePhysicalUniverse".

But, that book is too expensive, so every time she just looks at it from a distance.

Until one day later, grandma secretly bought the book back and put it under her pillow.

After many years, she kept cherishing that book.

She never bends the corners, she cherishes it very much, so it is well preserved, and it still looks the same as the new book.

She only wrote her name-NL on the title page.

Until that time in an accident at Yanhuifeng, she accidentally lost the book.

Even though she went back and looked for it several times carefully, she still didn’t see the book.

In the end, she can only give up.

That book has since become a missing corner in her memory.

She couldn't think of it, that book... actually in Lu Huai and here!

In an instant, countless images rushed into my mind!

It was the first time she went to Lu's family to celebrate the New Year. She accidentally saw this book on the shelf between Lu Huai and her bedroom.

At the time, she thought it was a coincidence, but she didn't expect that he also had this book.

And because of the blood stains on the cover, she was deeply impressed.

At that time, she had planned to open it and have a look, when Lu Huai and Lu Huai came in, she put the book down again.

She lost that book, Lu Huai and also knew.

That……

Does he know that this is her book?

Shen Li dropped his eyes slightly, motionless.

Countless thoughts emerged one after another, like rivers rushing in, constantly impacting her reason.

She accidentally dropped this book at Yanhui Peak.

But now, it appeared in Lu Huaiyu's home.

In other words...

On that day, when Yan Huifeng had that accident-he was there too! ?

correct!

He did have a car accident!

Furthermore, it was after he returned to China from the headquarters of Feno Lab in Bocheng!

August...August? !

000817.

This is the password of Yunding Fenghua!

Also, she had borrowed a book from him before, and under a certain page of the nebula, it also wrote "8.17".

He seldom writes and marks in books, so she was curious for a long time when she saw the "8.17".

It turns out...that's the day! ?

It seemed that something surged from the bottom of my heart, violently bumping into her chest cavity, causing her internal organs to ache.

Her eyes slowly moved to the side.

The "A Brief History of Time" was lying quietly in the drawer.

She held her breath, put down the book in her hand, and took out the "A Brief History of Time" again.

From the beginning of getting to know Lu Huaiyu, she knew that he cared very much about this book.

No, to be precise, what he cares about is not this book, but—

She opened the book.

Soon, a thin piece of paper fell out.

She picked it up.

In fact, she had seen this piece of paper once before, but before she had time to read it clearly, it was put away by Lu Huaiyu.

At the time, she vaguely guessed that there seemed to be something painted on it, but Lu Huai and Lu Huai didn’t say anything about it, so she didn’t ask.

Until now, she finally sees it clearly—this is a hand-painted picture.

The lines are smooth, and a few strokes will outline a thin back.

The man was wearing a loose casual jacket, with thin but straight shoulders, his sleeves rolled up, revealing his slender wrists.

A baseball cap was pressed on her head, her head was slightly sideways, her black hair hanging down, covering her eyebrows and eyes, she could not see clearly, but she could only see the straight bridge of the nose and slightly pursed lips.

Only such a simple silhouette, but still easily portray the coldness and arrogance in the bones to the fullest.

is almost as if it has been engraved thousands of times on the heart of the painter.

Chen Li held this hand-painted, thin piece of paper. She held it, but it seemed that she had exhausted all her strength and her knuckles were all blue and white.

Because of this person--

is her.

Lu Huaiyu hid in this book, carefully, and cherished this hand-painted very much, but it was her.

Furthermore, she was from that summer three years ago.

Shen Li was stunned there, unable to return to her senses for a long time.

She slowly knelt and sat on the ground.

He never said it.

About the car accident at Yanhuifeng, about the book, about this hand-painted...

It is impossible for him not to know that this is her.

It seems that there are countless pictures flashing in front of my eyes, but they are all extremely blurry and unable to see clearly.

A roar gradually converged in her ears, almost shaking the apex of her heart.

how come……