Spring River Chasing the Moon

Xu Zhi didn't know what was wrong with him. Suddenly, he found himself in a bookstore. He searched every row of the bookstore, but the little figure was no longer there.

It turned out that he had not heard wrong, that was really Luo Youyou.

Xu Zhiye held the painting tightly in his hand. The house did look very similar to his grandfather's, but many details were different. For example, in addition to roses, there were many green plants in his grandfather's yard, and the style of the gate was also different.

But Luo Youyou was able to draw it, and it was so similar that it was definitely not a figment of her imagination, proving that she had seen this house and might even have lived there.

Thinking of that childish voice in the afternoon, she really came to South City.

When Xu Zhiye returned home again, Lin Yi was lingering at the door.

Seeing Xu Zhiye, he hurried forward.

"Where have you been? I was almost ready to go out and look for you!"

Lin Yi is older than Xu Zhiye and treats him like a younger brother. Seeing him in such a hurry to go out just now, he was really worried to death.

"Nothing, I just went out for something."

Xu Zhiye's voice was a little low, and Lin Yi keenly felt that something was wrong with him.

"What happened? You looked at the painting and then ran out without caring about anything. Is there something wrong?"

Xu Zhi also shook his head, said nothing, and pushed the door open and walked into the room.

When he gave Luo Youyou the pen in Haicheng, he never thought that this person was special.

Because there was nothing else around, and... Xu Zhi also thought that this little girl was really interesting and cute, so he just kept it as a souvenir for her.

But when he returned to South City, whenever Xu Zhi faced those hypocritical people who came to socialize with masks, he would think of that girl, that girl with rich expressions and simple and innocent nature. When facing her, it seemed as if he could show his true self without having to pretend.

Lying on the bed, Xu Zhi was also fascinated by the painting.

In fact, many people don’t know that Xu Zhiye had a very simple and warm life when he was a child.

At that time, his parents were abroad all year round because of work, and he lived at his grandfather's house. The only thing he had to do every day was to think about what to eat for each meal.

His grandparents gave him all their love, but after a few years, his grandfather went abroad for treatment and recuperation due to health reasons. The house was empty for a long time. Although someone would clean it regularly, the flowers and plants at the door had long been moved away and the yard was deserted. He could never go back to his most carefree days.

When Xu Zhiye first returned to the Xu family, he was under a lot of pressure. His grandfather and others were very good to him, but at the same time they were very strict with him. Everything was under military management. As a junior of the Xu family, he was required to be careful about all his behaviors and not make any mistakes since he was a child.

Later, Xu Zhi learned that his grandfather had fought for him during his childhood. His grandfather wanted him to grow up happily, but he didn't expect that it would only last a few short years.

So for him, that house is the source of all happiness and the sense of security deep in his heart.

And Luo Youyou actually gave a painting that was so similar.

The yard full of roses seems to have taken me back to that time.

It was only then that Xu Zhiye noticed Luo Youyou's signature in the corner. It was just three small words, and if he didn't look carefully, he would almost miss it.

When Mosuo heard the three words "Luo Youyou", Xu Zhiye's heart was suddenly touched by something. How to describe this "destined" fate.

Yes, Xu Zhi also attributed this to fate.

It must be fate, otherwise he wouldn't have met her in Haicheng, thousands of miles away.

I will never hear her voice again in South City.

Xu Zhi also carefully put the painting into the drawer. He planned to look for Luo Youyou. Although the chances were slim, the painting gave him a clue. Even if the owner of the house in the painting was not Luo Youyou herself, she should be someone she knew.

He was going to find her and tell her thank you for her painting and that he liked it very much.