happy ex-wife

Chapter 728 Xia Xin ([-])

Shui Anluo looked at Yu's mother, but Yu's mother didn't understand.

Holding the hand-painted book, Chu Ningyi slowly sat down on the side of the bed, gently rubbing the cover of the hand-painted book with his slender fingers.

His body tensed slightly, as if he was struggling to open the book.

It was a birthday present from his aunt when he was three years old.

【"Auntie, what is hand-painting?" The three-year-old baby boy asked while holding the phone.

"Hand-painting is done with your hand and a pen. It was prepared for you by someone your aunt likes. Do you like it?" A gentle voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Well, I like it, but Daddy said that there is a name on it. Is the person my aunt likes named Xia Xin?"

"Haha, silly boy, that's my aunt's last word, and his last word."]

Xia Xin, Xia Xin!
Aunt's last word, and the painter's last word.

But in the third year after he returned to China, he clearly remembered the conversation between grandma and aunt.

That painter is obviously dead.

Chu Ningyi slowly opened the hand-painted book, which showed robots, things that little boys like.

However, in the corner of each page, there is a name.

Xia Xin.

Exactly the same handwriting, how can this be fake?

When Shui Anluo was curious, Chu Ningyi stood up suddenly, walked to her side quickly, reached out and held her arm: "Where did that painting come from?"

Shui Anluo was frightened by his sudden movement, and couldn't help but hug the child and wanted to back away.

"On the arch bridge, a poor painter." Shui Anluo whispered.

But as soon as she finished speaking, Chu Ningyi quickly ran out.

Mama Yu was bumped, she looked at Chu Ningyi who was running down quickly in puzzlement, "What's wrong?"

Shui Anluo didn't know either, it was just a painting, why was he so excited?
Shui Anluo put the baby back on the bed, then looked down at the things on the bed, curious, "Are these Chu Ningyi's childhood toys?"

"Yes, at that time, the young master was still abroad. This was brought back by the young master when he came back at the age of three, and he has been with him for many years." Yu Ma said with emotion, and in a blink of an eye, the three-year-old baby had done it all. father.

Chu Ningyi is three years old?
Shui Anluo looked down, she didn't expect him to play with these things, she thought he was just born as a genius.

Yu Ma and Shui Anluo helped him clean up together, but when Shui Anluo saw the hand-painted book, she couldn't help picking it up: "What is this?"

Mama Yu squinted her eyes and thought for a long time before she realized, "On the young master's third birthday, the third lady gave him a birthday present, and the young master kept it as a treasure."

Miss Three?
Is Chu Anxin?

Mo Lusu's mother.

Shui Anluo opened the hand-painted book out of curiosity, wanting to see what Chu Ningyi couldn't put it down?

The album was slowly opened, but the first thing that caught Shui Anluo's eyes was not the picture on it, but the name in the corner.

Xia Xin.

Very familiar name.

Shui Anluo raised her head suddenly, pulled out her own painting, and then carefully compared the two names.

"It's over." Shui Anluo couldn't help but said.

The name on the gift that Chu Ningyi's aunt gave him was the same as the name on the portrait he drew for himself, even the handwriting was the same!

Shui Anluo felt that her head was a bit big, did she discover something she shouldn't?

(End of this chapter)