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1192 The Person in the Hand-Drawn Drawing Is Her

That was her handwriting!

Shen Li was so stunned that she was frozen to the spot, and her mind went blank.

The room was so quiet that she could even hear her own heartbeat.

The air seemed to have frozen over, and the oxygen in her chest seemed to have been sucked out, making it difficult for her to breathe.

NL.

Ning Li.

This was… her book!

She stared at the handwriting, but her eyes seemed to be out of focus, unable to see anything.

The handwriting was clearly very familiar, but for a moment, she felt that it was very strange.

When she was very young, she had not had many friends. The thing she had done the most had been to go to the bookstore and sit in a corner for a whole day to read books.

She had frequently thought about the book, “The Physical Universe”, that had been placed on the top of the shelf, beautifully framed and thick.

However, it had been too expensive. Thus, every time she went there, she would only look at it from a distance.

One day, her grandmother had secretly bought the book and placed it under her pillow.

For many years after that, she had kept that book as part of her collection.

She never bent the corners and had cherished it greatly. She had kept it so well that it still looked like a new book.

She only wrote her initials on the title page… NL.

That was until the accident at Yanhui Mountain, where she had accidentally lost the book.

Even though she had gone back and had carefully looked for it several times, she still had not found any trace of the book.

In the end, she had no choice except to give up.

From then on, the book had become a missing piece in her memory.

She had never expected that… it would be in Lu Huaiyu’s hands!

In an instant, countless images rushed into her mind!

That was the first time she had gone to the Lu family’s home for the New Year celebration. She had accidentally seen this book on the shelf in Lu Huaiyu’s bedroom.

At that time, she had thought that it was a coincidence that he also had this book.

And because the cover was stained with blood, she had remembered it well.

At that time, she had intended to open the book to take a look, but Lu Huaiyu happened to come in, so she had put the book down again.

Lu Huaiyu also knew that she had lost that book.

That…

Did he know that this was her book?

Shen Li lowered her eyes as she remained motionless.

Countless thoughts appeared in her mind, surging like a river and constantly attacking her mind.

She had accidentally left this book at Yanhui Mountain.

However, it had now appeared in Lu Huaiyu’s house.

In other words…

The day that the accident had happened at Yanhui Mountain… Had he been there too?

That’s right!

He had indeed been in a car accident!

And it was after his return from Fino Laboratory headquarters in Bai City!

“August… August?!”

000817.

This was the entry code for Yunding Fenghua!

Also, she had once borrowed a book from him. Under a certain page of the Nebula map, the number “8.17” had also been written.

He rarely wrote in his books, so she had been curious about the date “8.17”.

So… it had been on that day?

It was as if something was surging up from the depths of her heart and colliding violently in her chest. Even her internal organs seemed to be in pain.

Her gaze slowly shifted to the side.

“The History of Time” was lying quietly in the drawer.

She held her breath, put down the book in her hand, and took out “The History of Time”.

From the moment she had met Lu Huaiyu, she had known that he cared a lot about this book.

No, to be more precise, it was not this book that he actually cared about, but…

She opened the book.

Soon, a thin piece of paper fell out.

She picked it up.

She had actually seen this piece of paper once before, but before she had been able to see it clearly, Lu Huaiyu had put it away.

At that time, she had vaguely guessed that something had been drawn on it, but Lu Huaiyu had not said what it was exactly, so she had not asked.

Now, she finally saw it clearly. It was a hand-drawn portrait.

The lines were smooth, and with just a few strokes, he had outlined a thin back.

The person was wearing a loose casual jacket, with thin but straight shoulders. The sleeves were rolled up, revealing a pair of slender wrists.

The figure was wearing a baseball cap, with a slightly tilted head. The black fringe fell over the eyes and brows, making them difficult to be seen. Only the straight nose and slightly pouty lips were visible.

It was just a simple sketch, but it still easily depicted the cold and proud character in the figure’s bones vividly.

It was almost as if it had been engraved in the heart of the artist a thousand times.

Shen Li held the piece of paper containing the sketch. It was extremely thin, but she felt as if all her strength was being used to hold it up. Her knuckles had turned white.

That was because this person…

It was her.

The hand-drawn portrait that Lu Huaiyu had hidden in the book so carefully and treasured was actually of her.

And it was the image of her from that summer three years ago.

Shen Li stood there in a daze, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

She slowly knelt on the ground.

He had never mentioned it.

Not about the car accident at Yanhui Mountain, about the book, or about this hand-drawn portrait.

There was no way he had not known it was her.

It was as if countless images were flashing before her eyes, but they were all extremely blurry and could not be seen clearly.

A rumbling sound gradually gathered in her ears, almost shaking her heart.

How could it be?

How could she not have known anything about it?

He had never mentioned it before.

At that time, there had been a series of car accidents on Yanhui Mountain, and as many as seven or eight people had been injured. The scene had been bloody and chaotic.

She had not known. She truly had not known that he had been there.

An indescribable ache gushed out from the depths of her heart and spread to her limbs and bones, gradually overwhelming her.

How could she not have known?

Just then, a sudden and ear-piercing ringtone jolted her awake.

She took her phone out, and the caller ID showed–

Yu Yu.
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