After seeing the barrage, the princess quit her job

Chapter 215 Fortunately, I took a step towards you

"Boom."

Yan Suizhi stepped back and knocked on the table behind him, making a loud noise. Shen Jiayu was startled, and asked him nervously, "Did you hit it?"

[The reaction is too big. 】

"No."

This little pain can be ignored.

Yan Suizhi was surprised and delighted, no matter how difficult it was to maintain the calmness he deliberately created before, he grabbed Shen Jiayu's wrist and said expectantly, "You remember it?"

Shen Jiayu suddenly remembered that he was like this a few times before, with thousands of expectations and hopes hidden in his gentle eyes, longing for her to recall all kinds of memories before, cautiously probing and asking, wanting to tell everything but afraid of getting hurt. to him.

Her heart became very soft, and she didn't want him to be sad, but she didn't want to lie to him: "My memory is slowly recovering, and it will take a while to fully remember. It may not be so fast, or it may only I can remember a small part of it."

"Are you willing to wait for me? Brother Yan Yu."

This long-lost title hit Yan Suizhi hard in the heart.

He hugged Shen Jiayu tightly in his arms, and gently left her room to breathe. His side face slowly rubbed against her blue hair, the tenderness like water, the loss, emptiness and stillness that he dreamed back in the middle of the night. Fear is healed by this moment.

The treasure he wanted was in his arms.

"I will remember it with you. It doesn't matter if you can't remember it. We can create new memories together."

"You come with me."

Yan Suizhi took Shen Jiayu's hand again and led her to open a door. There was a hole in the study, like a secret room, full of Shen Jiayu's portraits, which were different every year She frowns and smiles.

She seemed to have gone through more than ten years of life in an instant.

[Too shocking. 】

【I want to cry. 】

"I said I'm pretty good at drawing. To tell you the truth, it's all from years of training. In order to draw you lifelike, I consulted many painters, learned their skills, and gathered the strengths of each school. In fact, I have secretly visited you several times in the past three years."

The paintings in the room are all Yan Suizhi's thoughts.

Shen Jiayu walked in front of a painting. Amidst the city lights, a girl dressed in red and in sable fur looked back with a smile. Looking at the tall buildings in the distance, she seemed to be looking for something, and there was something in her pupils. The unclear figure is the shrunken Yan Suizhi.

"At the Lantern Festival two years ago, I went out with my parents and my two older brothers. I felt a gaze follow me. I looked back, but I didn't see anything. My older brother thought I had met a bad guy. My second brother and I are protecting me tightly."

"I didn't expect the villain to be the Third Highness."

Perhaps the atmosphere was a bit sad, Shen Jiayu teased Yan Suizhi, wanting both of them to be happy.

"You don't know, I saw how fast your heart was beating when you turned your head, but your eyes passed by me without stopping at all, and you didn't even remember that we met in Yu Mansion, and you asked me Who, at that time, had the heart to take you away."

"I want to stay in your eyes forever."

So after returning, Yan Suizhi sat quietly in the study, made this painting, and hid herself in her pupils selfishly.

"Didn't we meet after my paper kite was hung on the tree? Why is there a painting of me putting a paper kite?"

That should be the earliest one. There are traces of rubbing on the side of the scroll, and the paper is a little yellowed. On it is a scene of a five-year-old pink ball running around and releasing paper kites.

"Because I was watching you from afar, but I didn't dare to approach you. I only came out when your paper kite fell on the tree."

Yan Sui is mostly envious. He was brought up by an old Taoist and a nanny since he was a child. The idea of ​​raising Enqing, with the emperor's order, they didn't dare to make him die.

Murdering the prince is a capital crime, and the old man dare not act recklessly.

He also has no playmates, and it changed after he arrived in Yu Mansion.

Shen Jiayu thought of the scheming boy mentioned in the barrage, and felt the same way. It turned out that His Highness had taken the initiative to take the first step toward her at that time. Fortunately, she was enthusiastic enough to reach out to the lonely boy.

So she stretched out her hand again: "Where's my paper kite?"

(End of this chapter)