Chapter 357: Mitchell's Story

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Originally, Mitchell was lying honestly, but just as Kester was about to stand up, Mitchell actually reached out and grabbed his waist.

"No...... Don't go ......," Mitchell muttered.

Kester was surprised, and he struggled slightly: "Uh...... Huh? Mitchell? ”

Mitchell gripped tighter, her eyes still closed, but her hands refused to let go of Kester's waist: "No...... Don't go...... Mother's ......"

Kester was momentarily stunned: "What? Mother? ”

But soon, Kester reacted, Mitchell was in a fever, maybe her brain burned out, ahhh......h

Now that he figured out what happened, Kester acquiesced, and a patient with febrile convulsions couldn't make sense, Kester didn't dare to forcibly break Mitchell's hand, but endured hunger and gently patted the back of Mitchell's hand to comfort him. Well, though he didn't know if Mitchell could feel it......

Mitchell just hugged Kester's waist tightly: "Mother...... How can you just leave me alone...... Mitchell thinks about you every day......"

Can't get rid of Mitchell, Kester can't do anything at the moment, but he knows that it will take a certain amount of time for the Clear Heat Fruit to take effect, so he patiently waits for the effect of the medicine to work, and when Mitchell's fever subsides, it should return to normal. Moreover, Kester thought a little weakly, it felt quite good to be tightly hugged by such a charming and lovely person......

......Ahh

Mitchell had a fever after all, and her words were a little disorganized. But Kester's comprehension is definitely good, and with Mitchell's narration, the unknown side of her cold exterior gradually begins to be known by Kester.

Ten years ago, in a major commercial town, an industry of the Leda family.

"Mother, what are you holding in your hand?" A cute little girl kept asking questions to a beautifully dressed human ****. Although she is only a little older, she knows at first glance that she is a beautiful embryo. If you grow up, it will definitely be a disaster for the country and the people.

The **** turned his head and smiled slightly: "Mitchell, this is a paintbrush, as long as you can use it well, it can record all the good things of Acewell for you." With that, she picked up the painting in her hand and shook it in front of the little girl, "Look, isn't this it?" ”

The little girl was Mitchell in her childhood, and when she heard this, she saw the beautiful picture again, and her eyes couldn't help but light up: "Really, really eh, Mitchell also wants a paintbrush, and my mother will help me get one......

Kindly touched Mitchell's head: "Okay, since the little princess Mitchell has spoken, then I'll help you buy it right away." ”

"My father has everything, and I must have it when I go to him." As a child, Mitchell held his chin in his hands and had a "my dad is the best" expression.

But **** shook his head: "No, your father doesn't like brushes, so you can't let your father know about brushes......"

"Why doesn't my father like it......" Mitchell was a little puzzled in his childhood. But when **** led her across the street to a store selling painting supplies, the doubts in Mitchell's heart were suddenly replaced by joy, "Oh! I'm going to have a paintbrush too! ”

After getting the paintbrush, Mitchell cheered and ran away, **** looked at Mitchell's cheering figure with relief, and the vague depression in her heart seemed to have dispersed a lot. Until a speeding carriage rushed out of control towards Mitchell as a child.

"Mitchell!" It was a little late when I found out, but the power of mother's love was probably the most powerful force in the whole of Eswell. As if drinking a whole potion of agility, Fei also rushed to Mitchell's side, and she used all her strength to push Mitchell off the path of the carriage, but she was knocked out of the way.

"Mother!" The young Mitchell suddenly turned around, but he saw the scene of **** being knocked away. For a moment, she felt that her mind was blank.

Mitchell Fei also seemed to run to the ****'s side and cried: "Mother, how are you...... Woowoo woo ......"

However, the carriage hit it solidly, the ****'s stomach was broken, and the blood rushed to the ground. is a good person, and just like that, he has become a car accident ghost that his father can't save again.

Oh no, she's probably a little bit of a flashback. When he saw that Mitchell was safe and sound, **** smiled with relief: "Mitchell, remember...... Don't let your father know......" In the end, he didn't finish speaking, and the **** was silent again.

The young Mitchell knelt beside the **** and cried bitterly: "Woo woo...... Mitchell will be obedient in the future...... Mother, will you stand up...... Woowoo woo ......"

However, the truth is cruel, **** has not been resurrected, and what is coming to her is indeed her iron-looking father. And she no longer has her mother's big hand in her hands, only a pen, one, a brand new paintbrush that **** just sold her.

Mitchell's story doesn't end there, but she is probably tired of talking, and she actually falls asleep with Kester's waist in her arms again.

Kester didn't dare to wake Mitchell at all, and after listening to her story, he couldn't help but be fascinated by this equally tragic girl.

After leaving Heaven, Kester has always maintained a passerby attitude towards everything around him, and probably the only thing that touched him was the story of He Lilan and He Ling'er's brother and sister. For this reason, he escorted them through the desert for hundreds of miles, and delivered them to the Marquis of Barr.

But today, Kester is drawn to it again, and Mitchell's tragic story may be ordinary, perhaps playing out all over Acewell all the time. But after experiencing such a setback, Mitchell deeply planted his dedication to painting, and thus worked hard to improve his painting skills, becoming the first contemporary painter of Acewell. This is what attracts Kester the most.

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