The first favorite of rebirth: Mr. President, borrow a marriage

Chapter 871 He saw the girl's love words written on the wall: "Luozheng will always like Xi Mubai..."

To be honest, she was also very curious, what kind of place did Bao Hancheng live in when he was young, and what kind of scene was it like?
Just thinking about it makes me feel funny, and I really want to see it right away.

But at this moment, Bao Hancheng took out a picture frame from one place, covered with a layer of canvas...but it hadn't been opened for a long time, it was already covered with a layer of dust, forgotten by time.

Just look, Bao Hancheng opened it casually, and under Luozheng's wide-eyed eyes, he didn't have time to react.

Then, a painting was revealed, which was obviously painted by Li Ge.

Naturally, Li Ge was none other than Bao Hancheng himself!

For a moment, Luozheng's face was stained with rouge, and he felt that his thoughts were being ripped apart in front of a man.

Although, long ago, Bao Hancheng knew that he liked his paintings very much, which could be called a kind of obsession, but when the facts were put before him again, he couldn't help but feel a little shy.

"Have you kept this painting all this time?"

While looking at the painting, Bao Hancheng tilted his head and asked Luozheng, a faint smile appeared on his thin lips.

Even though it was incredible, before the two of them met, Luozheng first fell in love with his paintings, and then became interested in himself.

At that time, his life fell into darkness, and he felt bored for a while, so he drew a few pictures casually to express his inner emotions.

The name Li Ge is easy to come by. The reason why I put my painting in front of others is to see if anyone can understand me.

As a result, I got some awards, but nothing else.

There were also people who contacted him asking what kind of art exhibition he wanted to hold. He was not interested in it, and then he quit the painting circle directly.

Unexpectedly, Luozheng could see her because of her own free will.

"Brother Cheng, if I hadn't identified the wrong person at the beginning, maybe..."

Looking at the man's bewitching smile, Luozheng looked dazed, and suddenly spoke in a low voice.

It's just that the words are not finished yet, they are hidden in the mouth, and no more words are said.

If he hadn't mistaken Xi Mubai at the beginning, then it is still unknown whether he will meet Bao Hancheng... After all, Bao Hancheng has already quit the painting world, and this is an uncertain fate.

Bao Hancheng already vaguely knew that Luozheng mistook Xi Mubai for himself, and when he thought about his previous life, it might be because of himself that he developed the following things.

After a moment of silence, he rubbed the top of the girl's hair: "Luoluo, promise me not to think about the past, okay?"

In her previous life, he didn't have time to participate, or even if he participated, he didn't have much memory, and he didn't recognize that person as him.

Therefore, starting from this life, he is willing to accompany her for the rest of her life!
Luozheng was not pretentious, since she opened her eyes and looked away, she naturally nodded in response: "Okay, I won't think about it again."

Afterwards, Luozheng felt that there was nothing to see in his room, but Bao Hancheng was very interested and was still looking back and forth, especially on the wall.

In the past, when Luozheng was idle and bored, he would paint and draw on the wall and write words about youth.

Luozheng felt a little secondary, and wanted to drag Bao Hancheng away, but at the same time, Bao Hancheng seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly froze there.

Following the man's gaze, Luozheng's pupils shrank, his heart missed a beat, and he felt guilty.

Just because there is a line of small characters written on it, which is similar to a confession.

【Luozheng likes Xi Mubai, and has always liked it. 】

Patting his slightly stiff cheeks, Luozheng jumped forward in small steps and pulled down the man's arm: "Brother Cheng, don't read! What's the point of reading this? These were all written by hand when I was ignorant... ..."

(End of this chapter)