"like……"

A voice like to say, and after a while, only a sigh echoed in the room.

As the letters left to him were guessed, Portilia's hundreds of years of life experience and growth traces slowly appeared in front of the end of the season, from the tenderness and innocence revealed in the initial letter to the maturity and etiquette of handling things later.

Although there is no gorgeous rhetoric in every letter, just homely remarks, and the little thoughts that can only be written in the letter.

But Ji Hou read out the thoughts and expectations from each letter from each other.

I don't know when, Portilia learned to play the piano because she wanted to play it for the end of the season.

I don't know when, Portilia learned to make clothes because she wanted the end of the season to put on her own clothes.

I don't know when, Portilia learned to draw because she wanted to draw all the end of the season in her memory.

I don't know when...

It seems that this silly girl has learned a lot of things, but every piece cannot be separated from the end of the season, and the end of the season is everything about her.

“At the end, my grandfather Alexander was taken away, and I must go and save him!

Wait for me! I will definitely rescue him and then wait for you to return! No matter how long I wait, I will wait for you!

Love you Portilia!"

This is Portilia's last letter.

After reading it, the silent Shi Hou put the letters down, put the boxes containing the letters together, and put the boxes back on the shelf one by one.

There are 7,531 letters, and there are 7,531 letters!

After reading each letter carefully at the end of the season, I carefully folded it and put it away.

Every time he read a letter, his heart will be warmer when it is heavier.

When he finished reading, he was wrapped in these warmth and heaviness, as if he was about to suffocate. Every breath he exhaled became very simple and painful. It was not until these heavy and warmth were stored in his heart and turned into strong heartache that he gasped twice violently and calmed himself down again.

There are still a few boxes left, so I opened them at the end of the season and took a look.

There are some paintings and some photos inside.

The content of the painting is very simple. Except for the end of the season, most of them are three people painted by Portilia, and very few are landscape paintings.

He is very similar to himself in the painting. No wonder Erica, who has never seen him, can recognize him.

And the paintings of the family of three...

It's more like a family photo, starting from the way he was holding Erica when he was a child, to the way he grew up, Erica hugged himself and Portilia.

These paintings seemed to be the happiest time Portilia had imagined in her mind. She used a brush to draw the pictures in her mind bit by bit.

Ji Mi reached out to brush over the painting, and he seemed to see Portilia sitting in front of the easel with a paintbrush, smiling slightly, depicting the scene of her longing for hope, so quiet but so pitying him.

The paintings were unfolded by the end of the season, and then he put them together again. Finally, they were carefully packed up, put them in the box, and returned to their original position.

Finally, he picked up a relatively small number of photos and looked at the contents on the photos.

Most of the photos are mother and daughter, and only a few are group photos. The only people recognized by the end of the season are Jason and Alexander. After seeing a full-body portrait at the end of the season, I was stunned for a moment.

On the green grass, a woman in a white dress sat quietly against a big tree with white petals.

A head of platinum hair was simply tied behind a golden ribbon, and a beautiful flower head ring was worn on her head, showing her tenderness.

A few strands of naughty hair seemed to be blown up by the wind, flying in their faces. However, the person in the photo ignored it. Instead, he held a long knife in his hands and looked into the distance with his golden eyes without focal length. He seemed to have seen something. His eyebrows like a sword were slightly raised, giving the whole person a little domineering. When the faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth brought a hint of tenderness to the whole person.

"Potilia..." Ji Mi murmured, not putting the photo back, but put it directly into his own space without thinking.

Finally, those film discs were left after the unseen film projectors, but he pressed his forehead and didn't know how to use them.

At this moment, after closing for a while, the door was pushed open from outside. Ji Mi raised his head, nodded to the person who came, and showed a gentle smile. It was Erica.

"I'm afraid you'll break these things!" Seeing Ji Mi holding a film tray but not knowing how to use it, Alia said coldly, walked straight to Ji Mi, snatched it from Ji Mi, turned on the projector and the projection screen in front, and turned off the lights in the room.

Suddenly, the sound of the projector turning sounded in the room, and a vivid picture appeared on the projection screen.

"Dear Mo, have you seen me? Hehe, this thing is called a movie, a very magical thing, how about it, are you very surprised?"

After a smug laugh, Portilia in the picture left the picture. After more than half a minute, she pulled someone and ran over.

After pressing her daughter with a domineering pressure, Portilia pressed her to the camera with a smile, but her slender eyebrows were gently raised, like a queen who could not resist, and ordered: "Erika, say a few words to your father!".

Erica in the picture curled her lips and twisted her head aside, while Portilia trembled her lips, grabbed her daughter's face roughly, and turned her straight. The two words "a gentle but cold" slowly spoke out from her mouth.

"obedient……"

Cramp! Erica's body froze, quickly turned her head, squeezed out an ugly smile, her eyes flashed with a weird look, and she shouted loudly: "Dad, come and take care of you, a crazy woman. It's been so long that I'm going to be oppressed to death!"

"Damn girl!" Portilia laughed and cursed, letting go of Erica, but Erica directly put her face in front of the camera, completely blocked the camera, and said loudly: "Come back quickly, an old woman who has been fooled for more than 500 years is waiting for you, come back quickly..."

Speaking of this, Erica's voice dropped rapidly, and her black eyes in front of the camera also blurred, and she whispered: "I also want to see if you are what she said, so perfect. However, I think, Erica's father should be the best man in the world, even though I have never really seen you..."

"When will you come back? We really miss you, Dad..."
Chapter completed!