The wind blew in from outside the gate.

Mo Xunuo sat on the wooden steps, wearing only a single dress. I don’t know how long she had been sitting here, and her skin showed a pale and cold tone.

She looked at the paintings all over the walls, half-closed her eyes, her eyes had no focus, except for the one she tore off, he and her were everywhere.

Even if he draws one picture every day and completes these paintings, it will take three years. After she leaves, he hides here and lives every day by missing their future?

Every year on her birthday, he would draw a picture for her. Is there any of these three years?

She hasn't seen it yet...

The wind blew, and a painting fell from mid-air, just in front of Mo Xunuo's eyes. She raised her hand and picked it up.

The man in the painting is black in black, with deep eyes, his eyebrows and eyes are tired, he looks up at a certain direction, his expression is obviously in missing, and the beautiful back is engraved with a silhouette of a woman, very small, holding her chin with her white hands, she smiles again, her expression is vivid and lifelike...

That's her.

Mo Xunuo brushed his fingers across the scroll. If she left such a beautiful painting, would he burn it or throw it away?

Her heart tightened and she felt a little difficult to breathe. She clenched and pulled the scroll on her hand, as if she wanted to find a place to hide it...

With so many pairs and one less, he probably won't show up...

The sound of footsteps came from behind. Mo Xunuo relaxed his hand and fell to the ground again. He was swept away by the wind blowing in from outside the door and disappeared in an instant.

Mo Xunuo almost couldn't control himself and ran out to chase after him. She looked at the direction where the Hua disappeared and thought to herself, it's okay, as long as it falls into the sea, it can still be retrieved. It's blown away by the wind, and Ye Chen won't doubt it.

Ye Chen sat down beside her, and followed by a black windbreaker on his shoulder, with the faint fragrance on his body, almost covering her.

Mo Xunuo turned his head and looked at him. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly caught a glimpse of what was in his hand. She immediately forgot what she was going to say.

It was a necklace, silver, broken stars, pure and cold, very lively, and a rare beauty in the world.

A certain picture flashed through her mind, and she suddenly remembered that the design drawing he drew in a villa by the sea last time was made in such a short time, and it was indeed as beautiful as she imagined.

Especially when he was held in his palm, his slender white fingers and pure and beautiful colors were the coldest and most bewitching scenery in the world.

He suddenly leaned over, raised his slender hands, and put a necklace on her.

Mo Xunuo raised his head and saw the man's delicate collarbone and white skin for the first time. He was so close to her, his hands covering both sides of her body. This action seemed to be like she was being held in his arms...

She looked at his delicate chin without any flaws. Looking closely, this man was so beautiful that she could smell the cold and seductive scent that came from him...

That is the real beauty's body fragrance, even the most expensive perfume, cannot be compared.

Mo Xunuo looked at his face and forgot everything.

Ye Chen put the necklace on her, and a little coldness fell between her neck. She lowered her head and saw the stars in the middle of her collarbone, which were transparent and delicate. Perhaps such a pure color could never be found in the world...
Chapter completed!