Chapter 68 portrait

The little girl with curly black hair was singing and circling in the sun-drenched green garden.Her light blue dress was trimmed with delicate lace, and her blue headband and bow sparkled in the sun.Her lovely skirt fluttered with every movement, innocently revealing her tender legs wrapped in white stockings. She is so happy, so innocent, that when she blinks her beautiful taupe eyes, looks at a flower as beautiful as herself, or sings a nursery rhyme, it almost makes people think that all the evil and darkness in the world Nothing can hide her innocence. At that time, she was only ten years old.

On the day before she celebrated her eleventh birthday, she suddenly disappeared. No one knows why, and no one knows where she went. The only thing that is certain is that she has never appeared since then.Over the years, almost no one knew or remembered her, just because her stay in this world was too short. In 1938, Shanghai, French Concession, Luo Mansion. He stood alone in front of her portrait, looking at her sweet smile in the painting, the long black shiny hair hanging on the petite shoulders of the person in the painting, and the clear eyes full of innocence and innocence.He missed her, but he also knew he would never see her again.

He looked to be in his twenties. He was standing in a small room in the attic. Today was as clear as that day. The sun came in from the small window and fell on his short black hair.His hair is slightly curly at the end, just like the curly-haired girl in the painting.His taupe eyes behind wire-rimmed glasses looked tenderly at the portrait of the girl. The girl's facial features are strikingly similar to his, the only difference is that his expression has a trace of sadness that the people in the painting don't have. What is he grieving for? The next moment, he gently touched the corner of the picture frame with his fingers. "I miss you so much, Lily."

On that corner, some words were written: "Luo Lili, painted at the age of ten". Reluctantly, he covered the portrait with a curtain, walked out of the attic, and locked the door of that room firmly. It was evening at this time, and at some point, the sky over the city began to be cloudy, the air was humid and hot, and there was a faint thunder coming from afar.Luo Mansion - This old-fashioned garden villa stands eerie and terrifying under the dark cloud rolling sky, as if it hides countless dark secrets. Soon after, the first rainstorm since the beginning of summer arrived unexpectedly.