Quick Transmigration Sister Doesn't Play Raiders

Chapter 124 Reciting the Sonnets
I know the water-banks where the fennel blooms, the primroses and the violets, the honeysuckle, and the wild roses, that spread a fragrant tapestry all over the sky.

Licheng picked up a book and savored it carefully.

From morning to night, he was reading.

"Like you."

He looked up at the darkened sky and whispered.

Putting down the book, Li Cheng stretched out a hand and fumbled on the table.Finally, he got what he wanted.

He slightly twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing an intoxicated smile.

is a photo.

Seeing the people in the photo, Li Cheng's smile grew stronger.

"Now, I'm one step closer to you."

Li Cheng hadn't eaten all day, and his voice was hoarse and weak.

Did you see it?Or did you see nothing?
There are some white hairs on the corners of the photo, but there is no dust on the photo, it is very clean, it can be seen that the owner loves it very much.

"Cough cough..."

Licheng coughed a few times and continued: "Actually, I don't love you as much as you think, but at least I still love you."

Licheng lay on his back on the sofa with his legs crossed.

He looked at the ceiling silently, his eyes filled with unspoken affection.

Full of obsession.

Obsessed?Obsessed with what?

Licheng himself didn’t know
Putting down the photos, Li Cheng began to draw.

Yes, he has resigned.

Since we met there, there is sadness there, and going there will only add to the sadness, it is better not to go.

The place where they met for the first time is a memory for others, but for Li Cheng it is a forbidden place that can never be set foot.

In fact, he was very curious about how Yao Shu died.

How did you die so lightly, without leaving a single word of treasure behind?

Licheng held the pen in his hand and slowly sketched out the outline of Yao Shu.

Very strange.

The Yao Shu he painted always smiled.

He likes to draw, but what he likes to draw most is always Yao Shu, smiling Yao Shu.

There are many portraits of Yao Shu in Licheng, and he always picks out the best ones and frames them with scrolls.

After walking around the room and seeing the various portraits of Yao Shu in the room, Licheng's eyes curled up, bringing out a crystal clear tear.

"Actually, I should love you more than you think."

Licheng smiled bitterly and closed his eyes.

I think when I open my eyes, what I see is you.

……

Li Cheng was obsessed with art all his life. When he was dying, he picked up a paintbrush and lightly traced the outline of Yao Shu.

This time, it's different.

This is Yao Shu who closed his eyes and stood guard on the midsummer night like a stone watching his husband.

This Yao Shu, just looking at the painting paper, can feel the intense and unspeakable sadness of the person in the painting.

Traces of sadness.

This Yao Shu is very beautiful, like an elf.

Licheng tried his best to find that touch of fantasy.

Paint her as well as you can.Li Cheng thought about it, and at the same time, the paintbrush in his hand kept wandering.

The last part is the mouth.

smiling.

But it's also sad.

Licheng's paintbrush trembled slightly, this is the real Yao Shu!

Trembling, Li Cheng took the finished painting to dry, while he lay on the side to watch the paper dry slowly.

Then, he closed his eyes.

Didn't wake up again.

……

If you see or don't see me, I will be there, neither sad nor happy.

You miss me, or don't miss me, love will go there, not coming or going.

If you love or don't love me, love is there, not increasing or decreasing.

If you follow, or if you don’t follow me, my hand is in yours, and I will never give up.

Come into my arms, or, let me live in your heart,

silent love, silent joy

(End of this chapter)