Chapter 388

Mu Anqi is scolding Xu Ya and Liu Li in her heart. They are both seen in which novel or TV play. It can't be a certain network author named Cai Caixian. If you want to leave a message under her book review and scold her, it's really a mess to say these things. It's harmful.

In the heart wants to return to think, still can't say directly, otherwise cold Ling day go back to really will seek them to settle accounts.

"OK, OK."

"What do you mean it's ok?"

"Yes, acceptable."

"So reluctant?" He was already displeased.

"No, no, no, not at all."

Leng Lingtian is very shrewd and decisive in his work. He is quite innocent in coaxing girls. Moreover, it is not easy for a man like him to lower his figure and do these things.

So at this time, we should coax the old man first.

They chatted and took photos. Today, they got a lot. After walking through the night market, there is an art academy. No wonder there is a night market here, and the business is still so good. Because there are so many schools next to the street, students go shopping as soon as they have time.

On the other side of the Academy of fine arts, there is a small alley. The walls are full of students' paintings and all kinds of graffiti. When you walk into that alley, you have a special artistic conception. Even if you are not an art student, you will be infected by the paintings inside.

Looking at the graffiti on the wall, Mu Anqi couldn't help but take out her mobile phone to take the photos and sighed as she took them.

"Some painters are really genius, crazy and special."

Leng Lingtian followed her and said, "didn't you learn painting in senior three, why didn't you specialize in art?"

"Well, I wanted to do fashion design when I grew up, but then I changed my mind temporarily."

At this point, she stopped taking pictures and looked at him.

"How do you know I studied painting in senior three?"

Leng Lingtian didn't speak, his eyes still flickered, and he turned to look away.

As soon as she thought about it, she wanted to understand: "I know. It's your mother again, right?"

"Not all. At that time, she just asked me to pay attention to you, and then tried to drive you away from Haotian. At that time, Deng an went to check these."

"Oh ~ I remember, you said I had a sister, but I really didn't have a sister!"

"I didn't make an in-depth investigation into this matter. After all, it didn't matter to me whether you had a sister or not. Maybe Deng an also made mistakes."

After thinking about it, Mu Anqi murmured, "I forgot my memory before I was nine years old, but my parents can't forget it. It's strange that they don't even know."

"If you really care, I'll let Deng an check it again."

Mu angqi didn't make a sound. She didn't care, but she always felt that she had forgotten some very important things. What happened when she was nine years old, why she lost her memory, why she always had some fragments of memory, and that dream.

She didn't tell Leng Lingtian about all this because she didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, her eyes were fixed on a picture.

It was a small courtyard. Under a big tree, two children were playing carefree. There was a thick layer of leaves on the ground. The leaves were withered and yellow, but they didn't look defeated. On the contrary, the golden leaves were so beautiful in the afternoon sun.

Then the painting style changed. A large courtyard was surrounded by fire. A child rushed out of the courtyard with another child in her arms. It was so similar to the fragmentary pictures in her dream.

She's stupid. What's going on? Who painted this picture?

She rushed excitedly.

"What's the matter with you?"

Leng Lingtian, who was standing beside her, was so excited to see her. I don't know what happened to her.

She leaned on the wall and looked at the painting carefully. Unfortunately, it was the same as looking from a distance. There was nothing special written beside it. She wrote a date, which was painted several years ago.

Her hand caressed the painting, as if she had come close to the painting. Her heart tingled violently and her breath was fast.

"What's the matter?"

She this appearance is really let a person worry, cold Ling day of a heart all be pulled.

She shook her head: "I don't know, I don't know why someone would paint the picture I saw in my dream on this."

Her words made Leng Lingtian even more surprised: "did you dream of this painting? Did you come here before and see this painting, that's why you dream about it? "

She continued shaking her head: "no, I haven't been here before, and I haven't seen this painting, but I dreamed about it. I dreamed about it five years ago."

Next to the third painting, a tree is painted. A man stands under a tree and looks at the front. The man just draws a figure of his back. Although this is only a painting, it gives people a feeling of special sadness. The man stands there and looks at the distance. His figure looks very lonely and lonely. A touch of sadness seems to overflow from the painting, It's infecting people standing by.

Leng Lingtian also stares at the painting. He can't say what he feels. He just feels that the person who painted the painting is very sad.

He was thinking, glancing at mu angqi's tears.

"Why are you crying?"

"I don't know. When I see these paintings, I feel very sad. I want to cry. I can't help crying."

He held her in his arms and gently stroked her back. She wept and his heart felt uncomfortable.

"Well, I'll have someone check what happened to you before."

"I'm afraid..."

"Afraid?" He frowned and looked down at her in his arms. She fell on his chest.

"I don't know anything now, but when I see these paintings and think of those intermittent dreams, I am inexplicably sad, sad and shed tears. I'm afraid that this memory is hard for me to accept. Maybe it's too painful or something. I choose to forget it by myself. Maybe I was stimulated when I was nine years old, This will happen. "

In fact, she didn't know how to describe it. In short, she was afraid.

"So, since it's something I choose to forget, let's not deliberately check it. If I think of it one day, I can't figure out what's going on."

She remembers that five years ago, she almost fell off the cliff. That night, Li Yixuan was beside her. In his sleep, he seemed to say a lot. They had known each other for a long time, and asked her if she remembered her memory. Did Li Yixuan know her very well before long? He knew her memory. So she boldly inferred that he knew something before she was nine years old?

Thinking of this, she was also shocked. Did she really have anything to do with Li Yixuan when she was a child? And that day, he took her to the courtyard next to her old house, and said some strange things to her. Now I think of it, he is leading her to think of some things.

"Muangqi, muangqi?"