flash wedding lady she is super sweet

Chapter 656
These contents were written on the first sheet of the letter paper. After reading it, Fang Nuan frowned slightly and said nothing.

Gu Xi turned his head to look at her, and wisely chose to remain silent, without expressing any opinion.

Fang Nuan then spread the second letter paper on top.

The words on the second picture are obviously much less, only a few short lines.

"By the time you receive this letter, everything should have been settled. If you read this letter, it is enough to show that... Leng Yan is a man with a big heart. He is a real man who deserves you." Entrust for a lifetime."

"I don't expect your forgiveness, but please accept my blessing, Nuan Nuan, please be happy."

"If there is an afterlife... I hope, you won't meet me again."

In the blank part below, there are stick figures of two children sitting on the grass and playing.

Fang Nuan turned another page, the two children grew up, the girl stayed where she was, and the boy left with a backpack on his back.

On the next page, the boy is crouching in a dark room with his knees in his arms, drawing a portrait of a girl on the ground with chalk, and the girl is smiling happily facing the sun on the school playground.

On the next page, I can vaguely see that it is the appearance of the two when they grow up. She is happily walking on the street holding her friend's arm. He hides at the corner of the street and peeps at her, but the whole person is always shrouded in the shadows.

On the next page, it was the airport. He approached her actively, with a smile on his face, and a knife in his hand behind his back.

This is... he is painting his state of mind for these years to her.

The pictures in the back are also those that she experienced in the United States, where he shielded her from the knife but was not at the dinner party. It can be seen that these were all painted before the dinner party.

In the latter part, Fang Nuan flipped through very quickly, and when the last picture was reached, the characters on it changed.

The person holding her hand is Leng Yan, Qin Ming is not in that painting, and in the background, there is a big, round, but broken orange that was thrown away.

Fang Nuan finished reading all the paintings, but remained silent.

Gu Xi looked up at her, and called out a little worriedly: "Nuan Nuan, you..."

Fang Nuan didn't respond, put the letter papers on the table, stood up, took out the sketchbook that was sealed with plastic from the box, tore off the tight plastic seal, and hugged the sketchbook He sat back on the sofa again and looked at the painting carefully.

All of them are sketches.

The one in the front is mostly her appearance when she was a child, the brush strokes are still very immature, but very vivid, but when she was a teenager, her appearance in the painting was very different from her actual appearance, Fang Nuan thought, that should be It was drawn by Qin Ming imagining how she would grow up.

Around the time when she was in high school, the sketches Qin Ming drew became like her again. Fang Nuan also saw a few photos of her in the sketchbook.

Some are frontal photos, but most of them are candid photos.

Most of them are just drawings. Occasionally, there will be a few essays. For example, on her birthday, there will be a sentence "Happy Birthday" on her portrait on that page.

It was almost on the sketch on her birthday, and there was a sentence: "My girl has finally grown up."

For so many years, he has been drawing, basically without any pause, focusing on drawing her appearance where she can't see it.

When I turned to the last page, there was a picture of her back in a wedding dress.

There are a few words written on it: "If I win this time, you will be my bride. You will always be the most beautiful in my writing, but I still want to put on the wedding dress for you with my own hands."

No chance.

Fang Nuan narrowed her eyes, and closed the sketchbook heavily. There was really no chance. Qin Ming lost completely this time, and he would never come back.

She didn't speak, and didn't put the sketchbook back on the table, just let it press on her lap, leaned back, leaned against the sofa, looked up at the patterns on the ceiling, and suddenly said: "I used to I thought he was the best, but what happened in New York later made me feel like he was a complete jerk..."

"He plotted against me so hard, plotted against Leng Yan, I should hate him." Fang Nuan raised his hand to cover his eyes and muttered, "I really hate him, even if I know he is dead, I should hate him." I have been hating him all the time, even after seeing this now, I still hate him, but..."

She changed the subject slightly, and her voice was obviously hoarse: "Xixi...I'm not a soft-hearted person, but why do I feel that he's a little... pitiful."

Gu Xi closed his eyes and looked at the sketchbook on her lap. He only drew her for so many years. It is self-evident how important he puts her in his heart.

Also, that letter, that painting...

Gu Xi's eyes swept across the thing on the table, his eyes were deep, and finally he sighed softly and said: "You are right, Qin Ming... Maybe it's just that he went the wrong way, and finally stood with you Just on the opposite side."

"It's said that a hateful person must be pitiful, maybe that's what it means." Gu Xi stretched out his hand and patted her on the shoulder, comforting her in a low voice, "Don't think too much about Nuan Nuan, after all... ...now it's over."

Fang Nuan gave a wry smile: "Leng Yan sent all the things to me, how could this matter just pass away."

She sat up straight as she spoke, took out her mobile phone and called Leng Yan.

Leng Yan over there seemed to have been waiting for her call, and quickly answered it.

"Hey?"

"I've finished reading what you sent me." Fang Nuan's tone was exceptionally calm, without any ups and downs, and it was hard to fathom her emotions.

Leng Yan listened quietly, and replied: "En."

Then he said, "Do you want to have dinner together at noon? I'll pick you up."

"Are you coming to pick me up in person?" Fang Nuan sensitively heard that he said "I'll pick you up" instead of "I'll send someone to pick you up", and asked with raised eyebrows.

Leng Yan also responded generously: "Yes, I will pick you up in person."

"Okay." Fang Nuan said that he had already picked up the things on the table and put them in the box, "Then call me when you arrive."

"Okay." Leng Yan answered and hung up the phone.

After Fang Nuan finished talking on the phone, he threw the phone aside, carefully put Qin Ming's sketchbook, drawings, and the letter into the box, and then put the lid on the box again.

Gu Xi looked at her with a worried face: "Nuan Nuan, I know you might be a little unhappy right now, but you must remember not to be impulsive, arguing with Leng Yan or something like this ..."

"Why am I arguing with him?"

(End of this chapter)