She is the white moonlight in my heart

Chapter 590 Silly Sister

"How do you know me?" Leng Qinghan asked coldly, as if he didn't look like a captured murderer.

"Hundreds of years ago, Rossi drew your portrait on paper. She boasted that this is her brother. She said it more than a hundred times, and I remembered it all. How could I not know that you are his brother... "

Leng Qinghan was stunned. She was drawing his portrait. Was it the time when she left him when she was a child?

Leng Qinghan was caught by Shu, and he became Shu's prisoner, locked in the dungeon.

Leng Qinghan could have resisted, but with Leng Qinghan's strength, he could escape from Shu's hands again.

But when he heard that Yun Luoxi was painting someone else's portrait, he was stunned and didn't resist anything.

Leng Qinghan was tied up by Zhuoshu, he has not spoken, and his mind is stuck in distant memories.

Even Xu Huan left quietly, Leng Qinghan didn't know.

Sitting in the dungeon, Leng Qinghan was recalling, that distant memory...

"Brother, hold my hand, don't leave me...don't leave me..."

Yun Luoxi's immature face was exhausted from crying, and the teardrops were like broken hearts, falling on the ground one by one, dancing in a sad dance.

She cried, "Brother, why don't you grab my hand, brother..."

At that time, Yun Luoxi was a little girl, weak, thin, and short in stature, her little mouth was shouting hysterically!

One of her hands stretched out long, toward the cold direction.

But Leng Qinghan chose to respond indifferently, and kept looking coldly at Yun Luoxi's small body, watching Yun Luoxi being taken away by her biological mother.

He looked at her red and swollen eyes, the pupils were already covered with bloodshot eyes.

He looked at her crying indifferently, and listened to her crying indifferently: "Brother, please, hold my hand, I don't want to be separated from you, brother..."

One sound of brother, one sound of begging, one sound of tearing up crying, tormenting Leng Qinghan.

He chose to turn his back, and bit his lip, which tore through the skin and bled, and he didn't even know it.

His heart is only for his innocent and romantic sister, crying for him to hold her hand.

But, he knew that sooner or later they would separate.

It's just that he didn't expect that the time to separate was so fast, which made him panic and caught him off guard.

Her younger sister cried heart-rendingly for the first time, and the cold and cold boy cried for the first time.

Tears flowed sadly in his eyes, until Yun Luoxi was pulled away by his mother, tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Leng Qinghan cried presumptuously, and the snot was left along with the tears.

After Yun Luoxi was forcibly dragged away by her mother, Leng Qinghan felt empty in her heart, feeling inexplicably cold from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

Suddenly, Leng Qinghan turned around and frantically chased the carriage that was drifting away.

On the carriage was Yun Luoxi's crying face, and her hand, the little hand that wanted to hold him to go together.

For the first time, it was cold and cold, chasing and running madly.

He fell to the ground and broke his arm. He never felt pain, got up from the ground, and continued to chase.

Tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and he still chased after him until the setting sun set and the sun rose.

He can't catch up, only the loneliness in the distance, only the empty soul...

At that time, he knelt down on his knees, raised his head, his eyes were red from crying, and he punched one after another, hitting the ground.

He cried, cried in grief.

Withdrawing the memories, Leng Qinghan's eye sockets were already sore and wet. It turned out that after leaving him, she had been drawing his portrait.

She is missing him, why doesn't he miss her, miss her so much, miss her so much, thinking of her makes my heart ache...

The taste of missing is like poison gnawing at his heart.

Several times, Leng Qinghan wanted to die and commit suicide because he missed Yun Luoxi too much, but he restrained him in the end.

His silly younger sister looked coldly into the distance, he owed her a lot...

(End of this chapter)