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I don¡¯t know if it left a small shadow at the beginning, but it was rare for Su Nan Zhi to have a dream.
It¡¯s not that I dreamed of teachers from various subjects.
It was Jiang Beiyu who dreamednot him either.
The person with that face in Su Nan Zhimeng changed her appearance several times. First she looked like Jiang Beiyu, whom she had seen in daily life, and then she looked like Jiang Yu. Finally, suddenly there was another scene in the world of ice and snow. She just I saw a silhouette in the ice pond from a distance.
Hazyly, I could only see the owner of the figure soaking in the pool.
She subconsciously thought it was Jiang Yu.
But suddenly I wasn¡¯t so sure anymore, because Jiang Beiyu appeared in front of the dream.
The faces of the two men named Jiang suddenly overlapped.
Su Nan Zhi suddenly opened her eyes.
"A Zhi?" A familiar yet slightly deep voice sounded in my ears.
Su Nanzhi suddenly compared this voice with Jiang Beiyu's.
no the same.
But her dream always gave her an illusion.
¡°The connection between these two men seems to be more than a little separated by countless generations of blood.
Jiang Yu was sitting next to her, dressed in white, and his silver hair was just like in the memory and in the dream.
"Xiaoyu," Su Nanzhi turned over, "Why is your hair this color? Was it born this color?"
She asked, picking up a piece of silver hair and twirling it with her fingers.
Jiang Yu: "I was not born white. I had a serious illness before, and then my hair turned white. It will still be white after death."
"What disease is so severe?" Su Nanzhi muttered.
Jiang Yu smiled, and the smile on that amazing face was always dazzling. Su Nanzhi felt that she really wanted to hide such a treasure.
Su Nanzhi sat up from the bed, took out her mobile phone, and logged into Xuanwang.
There have been a lot of people seeking talismans recently.
Because there are not many people who are really capable of drawing high-level paper symbols.
All in all, there are thousands of ways to make money, and those who have the skills will be asked by others to deliver money to their doorsteps.
??Su Nanzhi hasn¡¯t drawn talisman for a while.
Now I still have to rummage through boxes and cabinets to find her paper.
When she moved a few days ago, she seemed to have stuffed this paper under the bed. After Su Nanzhi took it out, she also had to prepare pens, inks, paper and inkstones. Jiang Yu had been looking at it for so long, and now he suddenly grabbed the inkstone. "Azhi, I'll grind the ink for you."
Su Nanzhi rarely experienced the feeling of having an assistant. She raised her eyes and glanced at her boyfriend, "Can you do it?"
"Azhi, I used to hold a writing brush." ??Jiang Yu sighed.
Su Nanzhi thought the same thing, "Then what kind of handwriting do you write? Can you show it to me?"
Jiang Yu rarely gets spoiled by his girlfriend.
He doesn¡¯t go out very long every day and doesn¡¯t spend much time with her. Naturally, whatever A Zhi asks for, he will grant it if he can do it.
Jiang Yu polished his ink and wrote the words "Sunan Zhi" one stroke at a time on the paper.
The first half is vigorous and powerful, and when it comes to the second half of "Gardenia", the last hook is a little heart.
Su Nanzhi: ""
What should I do with this little heart? It¡¯s romantic and funny hahahahahahahahaha.
She stared at the little love in the last stroke of the character "Garden" and felt that the style of the painting was really inconsistent with the first two characters. It was a pity that the person who wrote the character didn't think so.
"Azhi, what do you think of these three characters?"
The corners of Su Nanzhi¡¯s mouth rose crazily but she kept suppressing the urge to laugh, ¡°Very good.¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com