"Such a valuable thing, are you sure you want to give it to me?"

Qin Yue was very surprised. He felt that this album meant too much to Yuwei.

Just giving it to him like this, he was afraid that if he was not careful, it would be damaged.

I'm so sorry Yuwei.

Yuwei smiled and shook her head.

Qin Yue's timid look made her laugh.

"You don't have to be so nervous ~ this is not a million-dollar painting by a famous artist, it's just a sketch I usually draw. Come here, take a look with me, and you'll know!"

Xiang Yuwei pulled him to sit down.

Qin Yue could only sit down and look at the painting with her.

There are at least a few hundred pictures in the album, and she has been collecting them since she was in the sixth grade of elementary school.

When she was a child, she liked to draw anime characters, such as Detective Conan, Cardcaptor Sakura, and Hokage, she has drawn them all.

Although the brush strokes are immature, Qin Yue can also see that she is indeed very talented.

Slowly, with the guidance of the teacher, she began to learn to draw sketches, plaster figures, and watercolors.

During this period, her paintings were basically fan paintings, and she could not see her personal color.

When she was in high school, she was an art student. After studying for a period of time, she encountered a car accident. After the car accident, she was bedridden and underwent surgery one after another.

On the other hand, psychotherapy is still in progress.

Qin Yue looked at her paintings of this period, with a very dark and depressing color.

Some even use a black crayon to paint a whole piece of paper with dense and chaotic lines.

There is another painting that left a deep impression on Qin Yue.

She drew a girl, stuck in a spider's web, struggling and frightened.

And in the black background below her, there are countless pairs of black hands, trying to grab her and drag her into the endless abyss below.

It's a kind of despair.

A hopelessness with no escape.

Qin Yue suddenly thought of himself.

Compared to Xiang Yuwei, how lucky he is, after the accident, his body did not suffer from the root cause of the disease, and he lost his memory.

Completely forget everything that happened at that time.

He can pretend that nothing happened and continue to live like a normal person, but Xiang Yuwei can't.

Even if she could keep brainwashing herself in her heart, to escape.

But her disabled legs will also cruelly remind her that she cannot forget.

It happened, it happened.

You can only bear it and go on.

Later, Xiang Yuwei also understood this truth.

About a year and a half after the accident, an angel began to appear in her paintings.

A girl falls into the abyss, her legs buried in black dust.

But she looked up at the sky, and above the sky, a pure white angel flapped her wings and came to her side.

Give her a smile, give her a hug, let her have the courage to live.

Angels appeared many times in Xiang Yuwei's paintings during this period.

Looking at this angel's face, Qin Yue always felt that it was a bit like his young self.

"This angel..." Qin Yue hesitated to speak.

Xiang Yuwei smiled and nodded: "Yes, at that time I was referring to your face. Actually, I was a little embarrassed, I only remembered your appearance in my dream, but when we met again later, I realized that you and I remember It looks like it's too far away."

"Is it ugly, or is it handsome?" Qin Yue asked mischievously.

"Of course you have become handsome~" Xiang Yuwei couldn't help laughing, "The truth is, I couldn't remember the details of your appearance at all before, it only left an impression in my mind, but the impression is very Vague."

"It's been so long, it's impossible for ordinary people to remember the details." Qin Yue put these angel paintings aside, "Actually, I'm ashamed after seeing your paintings."

"Why?" Xiang Yuwei asked gently.

"Because." Qin Yue sighed, "Because, I am not the angel in the painting at all. The person who rescued you from the darkness in your fantasy is not me at all. You are on me, relying on me I had so much hope. But I don't deserve all your trust and love."

Qin Yue thought of his previous life.

When his game company was facing a crisis, Xiang Jia extended an olive branch to him at that time.

saved his career.

The reason, he thought about it afterward, realized it.

It was not Xiang Jia who saved him, but Xiang Yuwei who saved him.

At that time, Xiang Yuwei must have recognized him as Qin Yue at that time.

Even if Qin Yue's memory has not recovered and she doesn't remember her at all, she can persuade her stubborn father to help Qin Yue without hesitation.

And got his wish to marry him.

Unfortunately.

At that time, Qin Yue was not her salvation, but her nightmare.

At this moment, Qin Yue didn't feel sorry for his untimely death at all. He even felt that he should go to hell and repent for doing such an ungrateful thing!

If he could go back to his previous life and beat himself up hard, he would beat himself so hard that his own mother didn't even know him!
Qin Yue tightly clenched his fists.

Reach out to Yuwei, and gently touch his fist.

"Qin Yue, in fact, for me, I am already very satisfied to meet you again. How can I ask for anything more?"

"Yuwei..." Qin Yue held her hand, and he felt so moved that he was about to cry.

What more can a man expect from a man who has reached his level?

If there is a woman who can fall in love with him without hesitation, then he will really be satisfied in his whole life.

Looking at Qin Yue's slightly red eyes, Xiang Yuwei covered her mouth and smiled, then poked his face with her fingers.

"Okay~ Why do you want to cry all of a sudden? I haven't cried yet. Don't cry, don't cry, baby~"

She coaxed him so tenderly that she almost sang a lullaby with his head in her arms.

Qin Yue was suddenly treated as a baby, he really couldn't laugh or cry.

The macho is speechless!
But after this trouble, his sadness has almost dissipated.

"Okay, I'll continue to look at your paintings."

He continued to flip down.

The following paintings were drawn by her after college, and she has already drawn dozens of paintings before the start of college.

"The above..."

Qin Yue's eyelids twitched when he saw it.

There are dozens of paintings, each of which is Qin Yue's face.

Qin Yue was sleeping on the lawn.

Qin Yue's back.

Qin Yue ate in the cafeteria.

Qin Yue's side face when coding.

Hyacinth sent by Qin Yue.

Qin Yue took her to the top of the mountain to look at the stars.

Qin Yue's handsome and heroic appearance playing basketball.

When Qin Yue confessed to her, the love tears T-shirt she cried out...

Every painting is their memory, which is a brand new memory, which has nothing to do with the past. It is a romantic moment woven together by the two of them after restarting.

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