— That's her handwriting!
Shen Li was stunned on the spot, her mind went blank.
The room was so quiet that she could even hear her own heartbeat clearly.
The air froze, and the oxygen in the chest seemed to be pulled away, and even breathing was stagnant.
NL.
Ning Li.
This is... her book!
She stared at the handwriting, but her eyes seemed to be out of focus, and nothing could be seen.
It was clearly an all-too-familiar handwriting, but for a moment, she felt so strange.
When she was very young, she didn't have any friends. The most common thing she did was to go to the bookstore to read books, and just sat in the corner for a whole day.
She has been thinking about it all the time, wanting to be placed on the top shelf of "The Physical Universe" with a beautiful and heavy binding.
However, that book was too expensive, so every time she just looked at it from a distance.
Until one day later, grandma secretly bought the book back and put it under her pillow.
She treasured that book for many years to come.
She never folds the corners and takes great care of them, so they are well preserved and still look like new books.
She only wrote her own name—NL—on the title page.
Until that accident in Yanhui Peak, she accidentally lost the book.
Even though she went back and looked for it several times, she still couldn't find the book.
In the end, she could only give up.
That book has since become a missing corner of her memory.
She never thought that that book... was actually in Lu Huai and here!
In an instant, countless pictures rushed into my mind!
It was the first time she went to Lu's house for the New Year. She accidentally saw this book on the bookshelf in Lu Huai's and bedroom.
At that time, she thought it was a coincidence, but she didn't expect that he also had this book.
And because of the bloodstains on the cover, she was impressed.
At that time, she was going to open the book to read it, but Lu Huaiyu just came in, so she put the book down again.
Lu Huaiyu also knew about the fact that she had thrown away that book.
That…
Does he know that this is her book
Shen Li lowered her eyes slightly and remained motionless.
Countless thoughts emerged one after another, rushing in like a river, constantly impacting her reason.
She accidentally dropped this book on Yanhui Peak.
But now, it appeared in Lu Huaiyu's home.
That is to say...
That day, when the accident happened at Yanhui Peak—he was there!
correct!
He did have a car accident!
Moreover, it was after he returned to China from the headquarters of Fei Nuo Laboratory in Baicheng!
August... August? !
000817.
This is the password of Yunding Fenghua!
Also, she borrowed a book from him before, and under a certain page of the nebula map, "8.17" was also written.
He seldom wrote or marked on the book, so she was still curious about that "8.17" for a long time at that time.
It turns out... that day!
It was as if something surged from the bottom of her heart and violently collided in her chest, causing her internal organs to ache.
Her gaze moved slowly to the side.
The "A Brief History of Time" lay quietly in the drawer.
She held her breath, put down the book in her hand, and took out the "A Brief History of Time".
From the moment she met Lu Huaiyu, she knew that he cared about this book very much.
No, to be precise, what he cares about is not the book, but—
She opened the book.
Soon, a thin piece of paper fell out.
she picked it up.
In fact, she had seen this piece of paper before, but before she could see it clearly, it was put away by Lu Huaiyu.
At that time, she vaguely guessed that there seemed to be something painted on it, but Lu Huaiyu didn't say anything about it, so she didn't ask.
Until now, she finally saw clearly—it was a hand-painted drawing.
The lines are smooth, and with just a few strokes, a thin figure is outlined.
The man was wearing a loose casual jacket, with thin but straight shoulders and rolled up sleeves, revealing his slender wrists.
There is a baseball cap on his head, his head is slightly tilted, his black hair is hanging down, covering his eyebrows and eyes, so he can't see clearly, only his straight nose and slightly pursed lips can be seen.
With such a simple silhouette, it still easily and vividly depicts the coldness and aloofness in his bones.
It is almost as if it has been engraved thousands of times on the heart of the painter.
Shen Li held this hand-painted piece of paper, which couldn't be more flimsy, but she seemed to have exhausted all her strength while holding it, her knuckles were all blue and white.
Because this man—
is her.
Lu Huaiyu hid in this book, carefully and cherished this hand-painted painting, which was actually drawn by her.
Moreover, it was her in that summer three years ago.
Shen Li froze there, unable to recover for a long time.
She knelt down and sat on the ground slowly.
He never said it.
About the car accident at Yanhui Peak, about that book, about this hand-painted...
There was no way he didn't know it was her.
There seemed to be countless pictures flashing in front of my eyes, but they were all so blurry that I couldn't see them clearly.
A roaring sound gradually gathered in her ears, almost shaking her heart.
how come…
How could she not know at all!
And for so long, he never mentioned it.
At that time, there was a series of car accidents in Yanhui Peak, as many as seven or eight people were injured, and the scene was bloody and chaotic.
She didn't know, she didn't even know he was there.
An unspeakable soreness gushed out from the depths of her heart, spread towards her limbs, and gradually devoured her.
How could she not know!
At this moment, a sudden and piercing cell phone rang, waking her up suddenly.
She took out her phone, and the caller ID—
Yu Yu.
good night~
(end of this chapter)