Chapter 809 (1/2)

”xiaorou But Alive? ”

Dongfang Zhaoyang difficultly spit out six words, his hands dead grasp the corner of his clothes, full of expectations, look at Zhang Xing can not bear to open his mouth.

Xiaorou is his husband and wife.

There are only three short years in my life, and then there is one side of each other. I can't see each other until I die.

Zhang Xing did not immediately answer, but sat down on the stone steps next to him, his feet separated and his hands naturally resting on his knees.

He lowered his head and watched the busy ants not far away carrying food into the cave.

Dongfang Zhaoyang looked at Zhang Xing's action, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

He released his tense hands and leaned back to the cane chair with a deep sigh.

He already knows the answer.

”When did she go?”

”When I was 60 years old, my old wound recurred and died of depression. I kept saying your name before I died.”

Zhang Xing eyes a red, still did not look up.

Dongfang Zhaoyang has shed tears into a river

Zhang Xing took out a pair of cloth silk painting from the storage ring and handed it to brother Zhaoyang.

”This is a portrait of Xia xiaorou according to your description of elder brother.”

Zhang Xing has a unique skill in his previous life, which is to draw according to his description, which is almost the same as that of his face-to-face painting.

He knew that Xia xiaorou was the love of Zhaoyang's elder brother, so he took the time to draw this portrait. It was a consolation for him.

Oriental Zhaoyang seems to be a lot older in an instant, he trembles to open the picture.

What comes into view is a familiar portrait of a character.

”Xiaorou...”

Still young and beautiful, delicate appearance, as if the real person is in front of you.

Dongfang Zhaoyang suddenly fell into the past.

After a long time, he collected the picture carefully.

”Brother Zhang Xing, thank you, thank you!” Changsha novel network