I am the white moonlight of the tyrant

1337 Chapter 1337, love

Yunxi held Joey's hand, and smiled, "You don't need to say such a thing. After you get married, I will call you that, no matter who you are."

George: "..."

Hathaway clasped her hands together, completed the two of them enviously, and couldn't help murmuring: "Baby!"

George got up in fright, turned around and left: "I'm going to watch cartoons!"

"Brother, come here!" Hathaway suddenly stopped him, took his hand, and led him into her bedroom: "Come here, I have something to say to you, just a minute."

At first George felt resistance.

When we were brothers and sisters before, we didn't feel anything wrong when we entered the room with her.

But now that they have become a fiancée, he feels awkward instead.

She simply said it too, and in just one minute, he reminded himself and her: "Okay, one minute, you go ahead."

Hathaway led him in, closed the door, and brought him to her desk.

The girl stood in front of her, looked at him shyly, then opened the drawer, took out a thick stack of picture books, carefully held it in both hands, blushed, and handed it to him carefully.

"Brother," Hathaway lowered her head, "It's for you."

George froze.

He took the picture book in her hand.

Very heavy.

Sitting casually by the bed, he picked the top one and opened it.

The teenager under the cherry tree was sweating, wearing a basketball uniform, and playing basketball. The moment he jumped was captured and frozen on paper. However, this is not a photo, but a sketch with colored pencils.

George recognized at a glance that it was him.

With a thump in his heart, he continued to turn back, every page was about himself.

In addition to colored pencils, there are also solid black pencil sketches.

He is eating, he is walking, he is playing the piano, he is doing homework, and he is sitting on the floor with a game controller.

After reading the pages, George was shocked.

I changed another one, opened it, and George in it was no longer alone. There was a little girl standing beside him, either standing behind him, standing beside him, or looking down at him from the window.

That girl is Hathaway.

Because she drew Hathaway's Virgin Mary amulet necklace, as well as Hathaway's favorite Mickey head since she was a child.

A total of six picture books.

George had been in Hathaway's room for four or ten minutes after reading one by one.

The last one is a close-up of George sitting on his clothes in Zhenyuan, surrounded by black swans and couples of mandarin ducks floating scatteredly on the water, and willows on the shore, full of flowers, written in black pencil on the side In a word: ten miles of spring breeze is not as good as you.

The time of this painting was six years ago!
George in the painting is very young and childish!
George's palms were hot, his nose was sour, and his eyes were hot.

He felt that these paintings weighed a thousand catties. He never expected that Hathaway said that she liked him for a long time, and she liked him so much. It was a little girl who was secretly painting him, thinking about him, and watching him in other places. A girl hit a wall in front of her, and she had to endure his rejection of their engagement time and time again.

George suddenly felt distressed.

At XZ Linzhi back then, he taught Hathaway a lesson in the car and made her cry. At that time, how uncomfortable she must have been!
George's eyes filled with mist.

The mist gathered and turned into pearls and rolled down.

Hathaway's eyes were sharp and her hand quickly reached out to catch it, the tear rolled in her palm.

(End of this chapter)