Su Nuanxia, who had been silent for a long time, understood the thoughts of her best friend.
He looked at her with slightly lowered eyes, not saying anything pretentious like 'I've forgotten', 'I don't remember' or any other lame excuses, as if they were mindless.
Instead, he admitted extra generously, and then continued calmly: "I admit, I can't let it go, because for me, Sheng Qing is always by my side. And I failed to use the professional knowledge that I am proud of to
He found the real culprit and found out the truth about his death. I feel very guilty! Do you know? Before he passed away, he was still holding the invitation letter to the lecture conference tightly in his hand. The invitation letter was snow-white and could be passed to me.
When I held it in my hand, it had turned into a ball of blood-red paper. Although I didn't see what he looked like before he left, I can imagine..."
"Nuan Xia——"
He hesitated to speak. Bo Jinghan bit his lip and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry!"
"It's not you who should apologize, it's the bastard who made Sheng Qing look like that, and you were involved too!"
Gritting his teeth.
Su Nuanxia was slightly agitated, but she controlled it very well, and no one found any flaws.
Just his deep eyes trembled slightly.
Lowering his eyes to cover up the emotional fluctuations in his eyes, he held Bao Jinghan's hand, but raised it slightly: "Listen to me! Bo Jinghan, don't abuse your hand like this again, it has been washed very clean by you. And this time, you
The same technique we saw may be just a coincidence, or it may be the key to solving the mystery left on Sheng Qing! So... help me! Han Han, his death is a knot in your heart, and it is also a knot in my heart. I hope
Can you help me? At least, draw the 'Mr. Mu' you met first!"
Letting go of Bao Jinghan's hand, Su Nuanxia used a particularly solemn and sincere tone.
Bo Jinghan nodded without rejection: "Nuan Xia, thank you. I will try my best to draw it. Although I was confused at the time, I remember his face clearly."
After hearing this, Su Nuanxia breathed a sigh of relief.
The original worry gradually faded away.
It was no different from what she had judged before. Bo Jinghan was in a trance because he was overly frightened and stimulated. Now that she had finished talking, she had found a new breakthrough, and the trance had passed.
Find a pen and paper and hand it over.
Su Nuanxia stared at her regained clarity of eyes and looked around.
His eyes fell on the men's pajamas that Bao Jinghan was wearing, and a hint of sinister narrowness appeared in his dark eyes, teasing her: "Your relationship with Lu Yan has made great progress! Look,
It’s all good, you can wear some clothes now!”
"cough--"
Bo Jinghan ignored her, only raised his fist to his mouth and coughed.
Cover up the embarrassment on your face.
Then he lowered his head and drew, hiding a strange emotion that suddenly surged in his heart.
The pencil brushes across the white paper.
After a while, a handsome, not very handsome, but elegant portrait appeared on the white paper.
"I'm not a very good painter, so I tried my best, but it's just a rough impression. If you meet him in person, you'll feel very depressed. But what I'm saying may not be what everyone feels. After all, I've seen him
When I arrived at him, the scene I saw would make anyone feel depressed..."
