Chapter 398 This Little Love

I don’t know if it was because of the small shadow left by the past, but Su Nanzhi had a rare dream during this sleep.

It’s not that I dreamed about teachers of various subjects.

The person I dreamed of was Jiang Beiyu...not him.

The person with that face in Su Nanzhi's dream changed his appearance into several different styles. First, he was Jiang Beiyu whom she had seen every day, then he was Jiang Yu, and finally, he suddenly appeared in a snowy scene. She only saw a back figure in the ice pool from a distance.

It was hazy and I could only see the owner's back soaking in the pool.

She subconsciously thought it was Jiang Yu.

But suddenly I became less sure, because Jiang Beiyu appeared before my dream.

The two men with the surname Jiang suddenly had similar faces.

Su Nanzhi suddenly opened her eyes.

"Azhi?" A familiar and slightly low voice sounded in my ears.

Su Nanzhi suddenly compared this voice with Jiang Beiyu's.

no the same.

But her dream always gave her an illusion.

The connection between these two men seemed to be more than just a little bit, as if they were separated by blood for countless generations.

Jiang Yu was sitting next to her, dressed in white, and his silver hair was exactly the same as in her memory and in her dreams.

"Xiaoyu," Su Nanzhi turned over, "Why is your hair this color? Was it born this color?"

She asked, picking up a handful of silver hair and twirling it in circles with her fingers.

Jiang Yu: "My hair wasn't born white. I had a serious illness and it turned white. It will still be white after I die."

"...What kind of disease is so serious?" Su Nanzhi muttered.

Jiang Yu smiled, and the smile on that stunning face was always dazzling. Su Nanzhi felt that she really wanted to hide such a treasure.

Su Nanzhi sat up from the bed, took out his cell phone and logged into Xuanwang.

There are many people asking for talismans recently.

Because there are not many people who are truly capable of drawing high-level paper talismans.

In short, there are thousands of ways to make money, and capable people will have money coming to them out of begging for them.

Su Nanzhi hasn't drawn talismans for a while.

Now I have to rummage through all the boxes and drawers to find her paper.

When she moved a few days ago, she seemed to have stuffed the paper under the bed. After Su Nanzhi took it out, she had to prepare the brush, ink, paper and inkstone. Jiang Yu had been watching for so long, and now suddenly grabbed the inkstone, "Azhi, I'll grind ink for you."

Su Nanzhi rarely experienced the feeling of having an assistant. She looked up at her boyfriend and asked, "Will you?"

"Azhi, I used to hold a brush too." Jiang Yu sighed.

Su Nanzhi thought about it and asked, "What does your handwriting look like? Can you write it for me to see?"

Jiang Yu is rarely treated like a spoiled brat by his girlfriend.

He didn't go out for long every day and didn't spend much time with her, so naturally, if Ah Zhi had any request, he would agree to it if he could.

Jiang Yu ground the ink and wrote the three words "Su Nanzhi" on the paper stroke by stroke.

The first half is vigorous and powerful, and the last hook of the second half of "志子" (Gardenia) is a small heart.

Su Nanzhi: “…”

What should I do? This little love heart is both romantic and funny, hahahahahahahahahahahaha.

She stared at the little heart at the end of the character "志" (Gardenia), and felt that the style of the painting was really inconsistent with the first two characters. Unfortunately, the person who wrote the character didn't think so.

"Azhi, what do you think of these three words?"

The corners of Su Nanzhi's mouth curled up wildly, but she kept suppressing the urge to laugh, "Very good."

(End of this chapter)