"I..." Jiang Nuo looked like he was about to cry.

Jiang Li closed the book with a snap, and put it aside, "Come on, go ahead and play, maybe someday you will recover your memory."

"What should I do..." Jiang Nuo's tears seemed to really fall, and Jiang Li was taken aback for a while.

"Sister, neither my brother nor Li Sichen are here, what are you pretending to be?"

Jiang Nuo didn't reply, and walked aside covering his face, crying continuously.

Jiang Li looked at the ground and sighed in admiration, did you see that, what is dedication?This is!This woman truly achieved 'Life is like a drama, and drama is like life'.

knock --

When the knock on the door sounded, Jiang Li subconsciously frowned and glanced at Jiang Nuo.

"Sister, is it convenient for me to come in?" Sheng Mingxuan's voice came from the door.

"Come in." Jiang Li said leisurely.

Sheng Mingxuan was still holding two bouquets of flowers in his hands, looking like a romantic petty bourgeoisie, he was stunned when he saw the two of them.

"What's the matter with you?" He walked quickly to Jiang Nuo, supported her shoulder and asked nervously: "Xiao Nuo, what's the matter, why are you crying?"

As he said that, he couldn't help but glance at Jiang Li, thinking that there was some conflict between the two of them again, which caused Jiang Li to stare at him.

"It's okay," Jiang Nuo whimpered, leaning on his shoulder, "I just feel stupid, I don't know anything..."

"Why not? What's going on? Don't cry yet," he pushed her away slightly, and handed her a small bouquet of pink roses in his hand, "Do you like it?"

"I like it..." Jiang Li took it over with sobs, and wiped her tears with the back of her hand, "Thank you."

After comforting Jiang Nuo, he turned his gaze and saw the sheets of paper spread out beside the hospital bed. It seems that the problem lies in this - after all, if my sister draws alone, she won't be in such a mess.

"What is this?" He walked over and picked up the conspicuous picture album. The technique and style were not painted by Jiang Li, so he turned to ask Jiang Nuo, "You painted this?"

"Well," Jiang Nuofeng walked quickly to his side, wanting to take the album, and said shyly, "Is the painting bad..."

"No." Sheng Mingxuan didn't fight her, "It's pretty good, but..." He frowned, "It doesn't look like before."

"What's the difference?" She clutched the album tightly with her fingers, her knuckles were slightly white.

"The style is different." Sheng Mingxuan nodded and concluded, yes, the style is different, and it is very different!
"..." Jiang Nuo bit his lip and remained silent.

Jiang Li was drinking water, and almost spit out when she heard this. According to her understanding just now, this woman is a fashion idiot, want to have her fashion design level?Idiots talk about dreams!
Seeing her frustrated look, Sheng Mingxuan comforted her softly: "There is still something in common... It's just not obvious. I usually draw more, maybe one day I will suddenly have an inspiration and remember it."

The second half of this statement is serious. According to the investigation data of the subordinates, this 'Jiang Gracilaria' can be said to be designed to be crazy. Since it is such a favorite thing, it must have a deeper impression than other things, right?

The constant contact of the sun, the moon, and the moon, maybe one day I will really remember it!

"Well, I will." Jiang Nuo nodded firmly.

Sheng Mingxuan bent down and picked up Jiang Li's pencil and handed it to her, saying: "Look at this work, how many changes can be made to become the same style as Xiao Li's?"

"I don't know..." She held the pen and had nowhere to start.

Sheng Mingxuan looked at her with encouraging eyes, "Try, you can do it!"

"Okay, okay." Jiang Nuo frowned and meditated, holding the pen in his hand, the movement was very skillful, but he just thought for a long time, but he still couldn't put it on the paper.

After a while, she let go of her hand, and the exquisite pencil fell to the ground, "My head hurts! My head hurts...Mingxuan..."

She grabbed her hair with one hand, and held Sheng Mingxuan's suit jacket tightly with the other.

Sheng Mingxuan was shocked, and quickly reached out to hug her, "Don't think about it, don't think about it if you can't think about it, don't rush this moment!"

"Hmm..." She bit her lips tightly, her face turned pale, "I'm sorry..."

"It's not your fault." Sheng Mingxuan comforted her softly, and patted her on the back with his hand.

Jiang Li rolled his eyes aside, "Ahem——"

Is this treating her ward as a place where the two have a romantic relationship?
The two quickly let go, and Sheng Mingxuan looked at his younger sister in embarrassment, "Xiao Ling, why don't you let me take Xiao Nuo back first, as you can see, she is not feeling well."

"Yes." Jiang Li picked up the pencil on the ground and threw it into the trash can.

"Brother will buy you another set next time." Sheng Mingxuan looked at his sister with some guilt.

"No need bro, I still have a lot here." As a designer, the most indispensable thing is pen and paper, and besides, there is a computer.

"Okay, brother will buy you something else next time," Sheng Mingxuan said with a smile, seeing that Jiang Nuo was still frowning and enduring the pain, he didn't delay any longer.

"The younger sister, I'll take her back first, you take good care of yourself." He stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Nuo's arm so that she could lean on him.

"Well," Jiang Li nodded, rolled onto the bed, and waved his hands relentlessly, "Let's go."

Jiang Nuo stayed here, and she couldn't help designing the clothes in a dark style, but to be honest, this woman's 'achievement' in clothes was beyond her expectations!

Sheng Mingxuan then helped Jiang Nuo to walk out the door carefully.

"How do you feel? If you don't feel well, you can check here." Sheng Mingxuan frowned slightly, looking a little worried.

This is the inpatient department, and the two buildings in front are the outpatient department, so it is convenient to go there.

Jiang Nuo shook his head lightly, and said softly: "No need, I'm much better now, you've been so busy these days, let's go home and rest."

Seeing that she was already like this, and she was still thinking about herself wholeheartedly, a warm current flowed through Sheng Mingxuan's heart.

"Is it really not necessary? Don't force yourself." He said worriedly.

"It's really not necessary," Jiang Nuo seemed to be afraid that he would be uneasy, let go of his hand and walked steadily down the aisle, "Do you think I'm alright?"

Sheng Mingxuan walked over, "It's good that you're fine, I'd better support you."

Jiang Nuo hummed, looked up at him shyly, with a sweet smile on his face.

After leaving the hospital, the two went home directly.

Sheng Mingxuan helped her up to the second floor, and walked into Jiang Nuo's bedroom with ease.

"Let's take a rest first, I think your complexion is a bit ugly." He took her to a sofa and sat down.

When he looked up, he saw a few sheets of paper on the side of the small table. The paper was nothing but a few design drawings. He reached out to pick it up and looked, "You drew all these?"

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