Prosperity for the rest of your life

Chapter 1601 Brother Han in Memory

Shi Ran who was outside the door looked indifferently inside, scolded the ruthless Su Jing several times in his heart, bent over with his things and went downstairs to play alone.

"Shi Weiyi, look at this topic, the reason why you made a mistake later is because of this, you made a mistake"

Su Jing and Shi Weiyi carefully completed the questions one by one in the room.

Shi Weiyi stretched, took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled: "It's finally done! Su Jing, can I do other things now?"

Su Jing tidied up his and Shi Weiyi's schoolbags, and nodded slightly.

Shi Weiyi smiled happily, took Su Jing's paints and brushes, sat at the desk and began to draw.

Shi Weiyi's painting has improved compared to before. The painting is a dense tree, which is very beautiful.

Su Jing looked at Shi Weiyi's painting, his eyes deepened.

"Su Jing, can I draw well?" Shi Weiyi asked Su Jing with a smile.

Su Jing hummed, his voice inexplicably low.

"Su Jing, my brother said that you are good at drawing figures. Do you still remember what Brother Han looks like? Can you help me draw Brother Han? I can't always draw Brother Han's good-looking."

Su Jing slightly pursed his thin lips, and Weiyi's eyes were a little deep when he looked at it.

"What's wrong? Su Jing." Shi Weiyi asked.

"fine."

Su Jing's tone was indifferent, he took the paintbrush in Shi Weiyi's hand, and remembered that when Shi Weiyi was kidnapped a few years ago, he went to the hospital together to see Han who rescued Shi Weiyi.

Han's temperament is very elegant, and his outline is also very handsome, and his pair of slender and white fingers are even more beautiful.And Han's paintings are also very good.

"I may not be able to draw people so well." Su Jing's voice was a little low, "Besides, it's been several years, and I have met Han once. I have a vague impression of him, and maybe... I can't remember his specific appearance."

"That's it," Shi Weiyi's face was filled with disappointment, and his voice was inexplicably low, "I always remember Brother Han's appearance, but I am afraid that I will forget it, and I am afraid that I will forget it after a long time, so I want to take him Draw it down, draw it while you still remember, since you can't draw Brother Han, then I will try my best to remember, keep it in my mind, I must not forget Brother Han, I must find Brother Han when I grow up."

Su Jing was just dull at first, but after hearing Shi Weiyi's words, an indescribable pain began to slowly spread in his heart, like a dark vortex engulfing him, panic and pain gushed out together.

Su Jing's slender fingers took the paintbrush in Shi Weiyi's hand, "Tell me what kind of Han you remember."

"Brother Han in my memory—" Shi Weiyi smiled slightly, his eyes became deep and long.

In her memory, Brother Han had a handsome face, picturesque brows, and deep eyes, revealing a sense of tranquility and depth.

Shi Weiyi detailed his appearance, temperament and impression of Han, with a gentle smile on his face.

Holding the paintbrush, Su Jing sketched the Han in his memory on the paper bit by bit. Every stroke seemed to be painted on the tip of his heart, which made the depression in his heart worse.

More than half an hour later, Su Jing, who was serious about painting, put down his brush, and handed over the sketch he had made to Shi Weiyi, with a light voice: "Look, is this okay?"

Shi Weiyi took the painting and looked at the outline of Han on the painting, which was exactly the same as in her memory, her eyes bursting with joy, "Su Jing, you are simply amazing! You really drew the brother Han in my mind! Su Jing! How can you be so good, so good! Su Jing Su Jing——I am very happy! Su Jing—”

(End of this chapter)