Chapter 2278: 2278
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Compared with the previous lifelike portraits, this portrait has a lot of green and astringent painting skills. On a snowy night, a carriage was driving alone in the snow, and the curtain of the car window was opened a little, revealing a small half of hazy faces.
Xiuer can't recognize who the painting is, but Mo Lingwei can recognize the jade tapestry hanging on the carriage at a glance. The mother who serves her reveres ghosts and gods.
After her first human anatomy class, she didn't eat or drink in other hospital. She got a high fever and was very sick.
Mammy was dying of anxiety. She used the old method to make a jade tapestry for her with red silk cloth and put it under her pillow to ward off evil spirits.
After she got better, the jade tapestry was hung on her carriage. Mammy said that when she walked too much at night, she would inevitably encounter unclean things. Jade was used to ward off evil spirits, and red was used to expel ghosts. When she hung on the carriage, those unclean things would automatically avoid and would not approach her.
She was a doctor. Although she didn't believe it, she felt deeply for the old man and didn't refute. She let mammy hang the jade tapestry on the carriage.
The whole painting is black and white ink, only the red beside the carriage window is particularly dazzling.
There is no signature in the lower right corner of the paper, only two small characters and the date: first meeting, snow, December 16.
Mo Lingwei clearly remembers what happened on that day a few years ago.
Mo Lingwei holds the finger bone of the paper and turns white. She answers Xiuer's question in a dumb voice: "it's aunt. The person sitting inside is aunt."
"My uncle painted it?" Xiuer's voice is full of children's special soft glutinous.
Mo Lingwei shakes her head and refuses to comment.
For a long time, Mo Lingwei folded the paper one by one, put the book on the paper, and touched Xiu'er's head: "Xiu'er, will you go and play for a while? My aunt wants to read alone
Xiuer nodded, took the darts and went downstairs to find the guard to play.
Mo Lingwei put the paper and the book on the desk, and sat down slowly with her arms as if she had been drained of blood.
Staring at the front page of the book, she finally turned to the first page:
February 3, sunny.
It's still a day without news. I don't know where you are. I hope I can find you soon.
February 6, heavy rain.
Cold spring, wake up by the rain at night, suddenly think of you, I don't know that night scared you, I didn't mean to.
February 8, overcast.
Marriage is on the agenda. I push it again and again. My wife is pressing me step by step. If it's you, I'm sure I can't get it. But it's not you. You still haven't heard from me.
...
on May 26, it was cloudy.
The girl who hears Shaojin's hard pursuit finally has a response. I didn't expect that Yichen, who always has eyes higher than the top, has such a high evaluation of the girl. No wonder she can enter Shaojin's eyes.
Where are you? Yi Chen asked me to take time to go to western countries to see Shaojin's fiancee. If only I could go with you.
...
as Mo Lingwei flipped through the pages, this book recorded almost all of Feng Shaoqing's painstaking search and yearning.
Every few days, Feng Shaoqing would record, chat table Acacia.
A few words, although simple, but sincere, for the future, is full of vision.
The more mo Ling Wei turned back, the more uneasy she felt.
It seems that I guess the result, but I refuse it.
The world is so big, Mo Lingwei thinks, no, it can't be so coincidental...
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Compared with the previous lifelike portraits, this portrait has a lot of green and astringent painting skills. On a snowy night, a carriage was driving alone in the snow, and the curtain of the car window was opened a little, revealing a small half of hazy faces.
Xiuer can't recognize who the painting is, but Mo Lingwei can recognize the jade tapestry hanging on the carriage at a glance. The mother who serves her reveres ghosts and gods.
After her first human anatomy class, she didn't eat or drink in other hospital. She got a high fever and was very sick.
Mammy was dying of anxiety. She used the old method to make a jade tapestry for her with red silk cloth and put it under her pillow to ward off evil spirits.
After she got better, the jade tapestry was hung on her carriage. Mammy said that when she walked too much at night, she would inevitably encounter unclean things. Jade was used to ward off evil spirits, and red was used to expel ghosts. When she hung on the carriage, those unclean things would automatically avoid and would not approach her.
She was a doctor. Although she didn't believe it, she felt deeply for the old man and didn't refute. She let mammy hang the jade tapestry on the carriage.
The whole painting is black and white ink, only the red beside the carriage window is particularly dazzling.
There is no signature in the lower right corner of the paper, only two small characters and the date: first meeting, snow, December 16.
Mo Lingwei clearly remembers what happened on that day a few years ago.
Mo Lingwei holds the finger bone of the paper and turns white. She answers Xiuer's question in a dumb voice: "it's aunt. The person sitting inside is aunt."
"My uncle painted it?" Xiuer's voice is full of children's special soft glutinous.
Mo Lingwei shakes her head and refuses to comment.
For a long time, Mo Lingwei folded the paper one by one, put the book on the paper, and touched Xiu'er's head: "Xiu'er, will you go and play for a while? My aunt wants to read alone
Xiuer nodded, took the darts and went downstairs to find the guard to play.
Mo Lingwei put the paper and the book on the desk, and sat down slowly with her arms as if she had been drained of blood.
Staring at the front page of the book, she finally turned to the first page:
February 3, sunny.
It's still a day without news. I don't know where you are. I hope I can find you soon.
February 6, heavy rain.
Cold spring, wake up by the rain at night, suddenly think of you, I don't know that night scared you, I didn't mean to.
February 8, overcast.
Marriage is on the agenda. I push it again and again. My wife is pressing me step by step. If it's you, I'm sure I can't get it. But it's not you. You still haven't heard from me.
...
on May 26, it was cloudy.
The girl who hears Shaojin's hard pursuit finally has a response. I didn't expect that Yichen, who always has eyes higher than the top, has such a high evaluation of the girl. No wonder she can enter Shaojin's eyes.
Where are you? Yi Chen asked me to take time to go to western countries to see Shaojin's fiancee. If only I could go with you.
...
as Mo Lingwei flipped through the pages, this book recorded almost all of Feng Shaoqing's painstaking search and yearning.
Every few days, Feng Shaoqing would record, chat table Acacia.
A few words, although simple, but sincere, for the future, is full of vision.
The more mo Ling Wei turned back, the more uneasy she felt.
It seems that I guess the result, but I refuse it.
The world is so big, Mo Lingwei thinks, no, it can't be so coincidental...
the world is so big www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
Compared with the previous lifelike portraits, this portrait has a lot of green and astringent painting skills. On a snowy night, a carriage was driving alone in the snow, and the curtain of the car window was opened a little, revealing a small half of hazy faces. Xiuer can't recognize who the painting is, but Mo Lingwei can recognize the jade tapestry hanging on the carriage at a glance. The mother who serves her reveres ghosts and gods. After her first human anatomy class, she didn't eat or drink in other hospital. She got a high fever and was very sick. Mammy was dying of anxiety. She used the old method to make a jade tapestry for her with red silk cloth and put it under her pillow to ward off evil spirits. After she got better, the jade tapestry was hung on her carriage. Mammy said that when she walked too much at night, she would inevitably encounter unclean things. Jade was used to ward off evil spirits, and red was used to expel ghosts. When she hung on the carriage, those unclean things would automatically avoid and would not approach her. She was a doctor. Although she didn't believe it, she felt deeply for the old man and didn't refute. She let mammy hang the jade tapestry on the carriage. The whole painting is black and white ink, only the red beside the carriage window is particularly dazzling. There is no signature in the lower right corner of the paper, only two small characters and the date: first meeting, snow, December 16. Mo Lingwei clearly remembers what happened on that day a few years ago. Mo Lingwei holds the finger bone of the paper and turns white. She answers Xiuer's question in a dumb voice: "it's aunt. The person sitting inside is aunt." "My uncle painted it?" Xiuer's voice is full of children's special soft glutinous. Mo Lingwei shakes her head and refuses to comment. For a long time, Mo Lingwei folded the paper one by one, put the book on the paper, and touched Xiu'er's head: "Xiu'er, will you go and play for a while? My aunt wants to read alone Xiuer nodded, took the darts and went downstairs to find the guard to play. Mo Lingwei put the paper and the book on the desk, and sat down slowly with her arms as if she had been drained of blood. Staring at the front page of the book, she finally turned to the first page: February 3, sunny. It's still a day without news. I don't know where you are. I hope I can find you soon. February 6, heavy rain. Cold spring, wake up by the rain at night, suddenly think of you, I don't know that night scared you, I didn't mean to. February 8, overcast. Marriage is on the agenda. I push it again and again. My wife is pressing me step by step. If it's you, I'm sure I can't get it. But it's not you. You still haven't heard from me. ... on May 26, it was cloudy. The girl who hears Shaojin's hard pursuit finally has a response. I didn't expect that Yichen, who always has eyes higher than the top, has such a high evaluation of the girl. No wonder she can enter Shaojin's eyes. Where are you? Yi Chen asked me to take time to go to western countries to see Shaojin's fiancee. If only I could go with you. ... as Mo Lingwei flipped through the pages, this book recorded almost all of Feng Shaoqing's painstaking search and yearning. Every few days, Feng Shaoqing would record, chat table Acacia. A few words, although simple, but sincere, for the future, is full of vision. The more mo Ling Wei turned back, the more uneasy she felt. It seems that I guess the result, but I refuse it. The world is so big, Mo Lingwei thinks, no, it can't be so coincidental... the world is so big www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
