99th heartbeat

Chapter 727 "Even I don't know when I drew it, Jian Mubai, how do you know?"

Next to the sketch, there are two words neatly written: Xuxu.

See what's on the page with the light of your phone.

Sheng Weixu held the book and felt it was extremely precious.

Like holding a treasure, not willing to let go.

She turned around with the things, as if she had suddenly found a treasure, with joy and showing off, she turned the pages of the book to Jian Mubai, and turned it over for him to read.

"Jian Mubai, look, this is drawn by my brother, he drew me when I was a child."

"Jian Mubai, look, what my brother drew, he drew me"

"The word 'Xu Xu' was written by him. You see, he wrote his own name in a crooked way, but he wrote mine very neatly."

"It can be seen how serious he was when he drew this sketch and wrote my name. Compared with the casual writing of his own name, he was careful and serious when he wrote me. Just like the sunshine he has always been careless Uninhibited, but to me, it is considerate and overly pampered."

"Jian Mubai, this is my brother Xiang Bai. My brother Xiang Bai."

"My brother Xiang Bai"

Sheng Weixu murmured the last sentence three times.

Like joy, like showing off and happiness, but also filled with unspeakable sadness and miss.

Nasal sounds become more severe over and over again, and emotions are out of control
The thick nasal voice, hoarse voice, and trembling body all showed that her emotions had reached the edge.

The yearning that touches the scene is the most uncontrollable, unable to restrain one's emotions.

Jian Mubai kept following her.

Seeing her lose control of her emotions, crystals fell down her cheeks, and her brows and eyes sank.

His brow furrowed fiercely.

Jian Mu's slender body couldn't hold back anymore, and walked towards her.

He approached.

He reached out and snatched the book from her hand, and put it on the desk.

He said in a low tone: "These things are kept here and will not be lost. If you look at it once and feel sad, you might as well look at it less."

"But it was left by my brother, and it's a treasure I want to treasure."

Sheng Weixu looked up at him, his eyes were watery and charming.

Jian Mubai directly pulled her wrist, and said in a depressed voice, "The things your brother left you are not meant to make you feel uncomfortable. If he knew that you would feel so uncomfortable after seeing the painting, he wouldn't have been there in the first place. In his own textbook, when he was distracted in class, he drew you, his precious sister."

Sheng Weixu leaned on the desk to have the strength to stand up, the sound of sobbing suddenly stopped, and he looked up at the person in front of him.

"How do you know that my brother drew me when he was distracted in class? Even I don't know when I drew it, Jian Mubai, how do you know?"

Her pupils are clear, covered with water mist, shining, so pure that people dare not look directly at them.

Jian Mubai lowered his brows and eyes lightly, then opened his eyes to look at her, his pupils moved slightly, and his voice panicked: "It's a random guess."

Afraid that she would ask any more questions, Jian Mubai changed the subject quickly, and added: "The family is so big, anything you can find is more precious than this."

"What did you say?" Sheng Weixu looked at him with a little surprise.

Jian Mubai's eyebrows darkened, and when he looked at Sheng Weixu again, he regained his composure.

"I mean, your house is so big, you can find something more precious than this textbook if you look for it casually. If I were you, I would take this opportunity to come in and carefully search for what is in this house Precious things."

(End of this chapter)