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It has been a long time since Liu Qingran has seen He Yihan look so eager. It seems that since Wen Wangzhou's accident, He Yihan is like a puppet manipulated by others. He should live and go to class, but he has no feelings.
Every day is very numb.
Even the anxiety seemed to disappear altogether.
Liu Qingran knew something about Wen Wangzhou and He Yihan, after all, she had witnessed He Yihan push Wen Wangzhou onto the bookshelf in the quiet reading area.
So she also understood He Yihan's abnormal behavior after Wen Wangzhou's tragic death.
So today He Yihan's extremely eager action aroused Liu Qingran's curiosity even more.
"What's the matter?"
She looked at He Yihan holding the phone, as if he had opened some software, and then focused on it.
He Yihan installed surveillance cameras on this side of the house, and every room has surveillance cameras installed.
Before Wen Wangzhou's accident, He Yihan didn't come back often, and spent most of his time at the school.
Therefore, He Yihan has installed a surveillance camera in the house here, and if something happens here, she can call the surveillance camera to take a look.
Even, this monitoring comes first.
If someone stays at the door for too long, He Yihan will be reminded directly on the phone.
The monitoring has a storage function, and all the monitoring videos within half a year are saved.
He Yihan remembered that on the day of drinking, she turned on the surveillance video with trembling hands.
It was a wonderful feeling to see the two of them from the perspective of a bystander.
Especially when He Yihan was not particularly sober because of drunkenness.
Wen Wangzhou was indeed drunk, and He Yihan moved him to the bed. The two of them fell asleep without even covering the quilt.
Time passed by every minute and every second, and He Yihan accelerated it.
She saw herself slipping into Wen Wangzhou's arms in a daze.
Although there is a constant temperature and air conditioner in this room, she will feel a little cold after the alcohol gradually dissipates.
He Yihan stared closely at Wen Wangzhou on the screen, as if he still existed in this world.
She saw that her actions had awakened Wen Wangzhou. Wen Wangzhou stood up a little, looked down, and suddenly a sleepy smile appeared on the corner of her lips. She lowered her head and kissed him gently. He Yihan's forehead in the middle.
Seeing the man's gentle and tender movements, He Yihan, who was watching the video, froze.
It turned out that when she didn't know, he was so careful, and he showed a liking that couldn't be concealed even if he was careful, and gently kissed her forehead.
He Yihan's eye sockets became wet instantly, he sniffled, wiped his eyes, and continued to look.
She saw Wen Wangzhou touching the head of the bed in the dark, trying to find a quilt, but couldn't find anything.
He Yihan's bed here is specially made, if he doesn't usually live here, He Yihan habitually puts the quilt in the cabinet under the bed.
There is a cabinet under the bed, but it is hidden. If you don't know it in advance, you don't know where to put it.
And there were no cabinets where quilts could be placed in other places in He Yihan's room. Wen Wangzhou finally got up at two o'clock in the middle of the night, walked outside lightly, and entered the next guest room.
He rummaged through the cabinets, but found a notebook instead of a quilt.
It was the notebook that He Yihan casually threw into the drawer of the guest room.
Wen Wangzhou knew this book. In high school, He Yihan once left this book in his desk. When he brought the book to He Yihan, He Yihan didn't rush, and even gave him a hard time.
This book is very important to He Yihan.
Catalyzed by the alcohol remaining in his body, he gently turned the first page of the book.
Fashion design drawings.
Even in the corner, the name and the date the painting was painted are still decently marked.
Her English name is Hanna.
A very cute name.
Wen Wangzhou caressed the name lightly and smiled lightly.
He turned to the second page again, which was still a fashion design drawing.
Suddenly, Wen Wangzhou seemed to understand something.
He turned to the third page, the fourth page
Wen Wangzhou's gaze finally settled on one page, where the surveillance cameras at He Yihan's homeAs expected of the high-definition surveillance, she could even see which page Wen Wangzhou's eyes fell on through the surveillance.
That is the only page with a lot of text among all the fashion manuscripts.
On it was her ideal written down by herself when she was a freshman in high school.
[In the future, my works will appear in all fashion weeks to show the world the cultural heritage of China. Come on, He Yihan. ¡¿
He Yihan even remembered that night.
She overheard a chat between a shareholder of the He Group and his wife by chance.
"I didn't expect that the two children didn't care about managing the company. Will the company fall into the hands of that illegitimate child in the future?"
"Sure, did you hear what He Yihan said during today's dinner party? He said he was going to design some clothes, oh my god, it's so naive."
"Isn't it? Her brother wants to be a painter, and she wants to be a fashion designer. Both are useless professions. What can they do"
This was the first time that He Yihan's outlook on life was shaken.
Don't you all say you want to follow your dreams? Why all of a sudden, she shouldn't be studying fashion design?
He Yihan, a freshman in high school, made a resolution that night.
She wants to become a fashion designer, a top fashion designer, so that no one will dare to underestimate her and her brother.
After all, dreams are given up step by step, and this day is the end of her innocent girlhood.
He Yihan looked at Wen Wangzhou in the video and carefully read the words left by her.
Those dreams that she had already given up.
Clothing design was the first thing He Yihan loved after his mother left.
In the end, I gave up step by step.
And Wen Wangzhou was the first person she fell in love with after her mother left.
result
He Yihan looked at the man holding her childhood fantasy dream, this scene was a bit ironic in his eyes.
Should she go to line up a row of fate, it is the fate of a lone star of the devil.
He Yihan was thinking wildly, when suddenly he saw Wen Wangzhou take out a pen from his pocket, then turned around and left the room, and finally found postcards scattered all over the place on the coffee table in the living room.
Wen Wangzhou picked up a postcard, wrote the words on the back, and then put it in the picture book, closing the drawer.
¡¾In the future, my works will appear in all the fashion weeks and be shown to the world¡¿
In his freshman year of high school, He Yihan never thought that this ambition, which he had never told anyone about, would finally be answered a few years later.
[I believe that one day in the future, I will see your works amaze the world. ¡¿
This is the response from the boy she likes written carefully, stroke by stroke, from a place she doesn't know. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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