Chapter 324

"No, uncle Lin, I'll just have some porridge!"

An Xiaojing scooped the porridge in the bowl with a spoon. Although she ate it every day, she had to say that the kinds of porridge were different every day.

It can also be regarded as bringing a different freshness to her originally boring life.

"Young granny, you are also very weak now. Although you are much better than before, you still need to make up for it."

Uncle Lin looks worried. He treats an Xiaojing like a daughter. He didn't want to have a slip.

An Xiaojing wanted to refuse, but she didn't want to worry uncle Lin, so she insisted.

Leng Yichen watched everything in the whole process and never spoke.

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After dinner, Leng Yichen answers a phone call and goes out. For his trace, an Xiaojing has never been able to ask about it before, let alone now.

It's just that it's boring for her to fall asleep too early. An Xiaojing walks to Leng Yichen's study.

All of a sudden, she didn't listen to the call of the study, just didn't listen to the magic.

Familiar with the furnishings and pendant, there are a wide range of books. An Xiaojing stretched out her hand and casually took out a book from the bookshelf. She could feel the heaviness of history.

Before, she had heard from Uncle Lin that Leng Yichen had the habit of collecting books.

Several thousand year old books and even extinct documents can be found in Leng Yichen's study. An Xiaojing thinks that the magic is how Leng Yichen has those treasures?

Shouldn't they all be handed over to the state? Or does he already have the right to collect his own cultural relics?

But this question obviously has little meaning, and an Xiaojing can't understand the oracle bone inscriptions in her hand, so she put the book back in its original place.

She just wanted to find a book to read, savor and kill time.

I don't know when it started. Time is so long for her.

Occasionally I sit in front of the chair by the window, and I hope time can move quickly.

She seems to want to see herself in the future more than anyone else.

After a while, an Xiaojing drew another book from another shelf.

The cover of the book was wrapped in yellow kraft paper, and the whole writing looked very shabby, but this kind of book with a sense of age unexpectedly attracted her.

Hand gently open the book, and then found that the only word I know inside, is a double.

Why double?

Before, it seems that I have seen this word in which book, which is different from now, that word is in the book.

An Xiaojing suddenly had a very strange idea in her mind.

Then, putting the book back in her hand, an Xiaojing went to Leng Yichen's desk.

She must find the book with two words in it, which must contain the secret she wants to know.

As soon as she got close to Leng Yichen's desk, an Xiaojing noticed the very neat furnishings.

What is more novel is that Leng Yichen has a picture of a child and a woman on his desk.

Women are very beautiful. They are people who can show their beauty through their bones without any modification. She is a natural beauty.

And the woman's left hand, also holding a little boy's hand.

The boy held the woman's hand tightly, smiling sweetly.

However, that boy and Leng Yichen are very similar. Could he be his illegitimate child?

An Xiaojing frowned slightly. The illegitimate child should not be so big.

She looked around her desk again. Suddenly, something caught an Xiaojing's attention.

That painting!

Isn't that the painting I drew in my studio before!

The color of blood all over the sky surrounds the women and babies on the ground. The paintings that disappeared in the studio that day now appear on Leng Yichen's desk.

So, what does that mean?

An Xiaojing felt that her chest was too stuffy to breathe. She could only watch her paintings that day.

There was a whisper in his mouth: "originally, it's not really a dream. Everything really existed."

Her hand, tightly save the paper, and the side of the study, suddenly came the sound of opening the door.

Facing the direction of the door, an Xiaojing looks forward to it. Is it the person who is going to appear?

But, soon, it turned out that she was wrong.

Leng Yichen faces an Xiaojing and looks at the painting in her hand. She is extremely depressed.

"Leng Yichen, how can you have this painting?"

An Xiaojing eagerly opened her mouth, and the paper on her hand kept flapping in the air.

However, the people on the other side were much calmer than her. It seemed that when an Xiaojing asked all the questions clearly, he would be able to answer them one by one."Leng Yichen, what is this?"

An Xiaojing asked. She had a lot of energy to pursue the previous question.

"It's just a piece of paper with another picture on it. You don't have to be so nervous. " He walked over gently, but an Xiaojing didn't buy the bill at all.

However, Leng Yichen soon used his trump card.

On the bookshelf where an Xiaojing was leaning, he took a book out of it and opened it with his pretty fingers.

Then he took out a piece of paper folded in two.

"I have another painting in your hand!"

finished, he as like as two peas in the works of his own, without hesitation.

But an Xiaojing never thought that one day she would encounter a fake of her painting.

It's a beat.

"Why?"

She looked at it suspiciously, and wanted to have a closer look. Intuitively, Leng Yichen's hand must not have been painted by her.

"You can find a lot of the same things in this study, no why." Leng Yichen's answer is the same as that he didn't say anything.

When an Xiaojing got closer to him, she found that Leng Yichen's painting was obviously different from her own.

Her sky is a turning painting, and this one is just embellishment.

"Since you don't want to talk about it, I won't ask aggressively. It's just that. One more thing. "

After a pause, an Xiaojing didn't know whether she should speak.

"Oh?" Leng Yichen's tone was full of interest, and he didn't know it. If an Xiaojing said one more word or one more question to herself, her mood would be different.

It's a special feeling.

"What about the mother and son on your desk? I haven't seen much before. Isn't it your lover and child hiding outside? "

If an Xiaojing can ask like this, she has her reason.

If it was Leng Yichen, she would not be a jealous little grandmother.

Huanhuanxi return home, and then put the little handsome guy in, he can get away.