Luo Sheng looked at the paintings one by one, which she painted with her own hand, carrying many years of memories and yearning for life at that time.

The sea of golden sunflowers, the starry sky at a quiet and beautiful night, and the snowy scene of heavy snow in winter, it turns out that I used to be very happy.

Chen Xuan walked past the paintings, shuttled past, and stopped in front of a delicate silver cabinet, he opened the drawer and rummaged through.

"What are you looking for?" Luo Sheng asked, here are the memories of the past, I don't remember what I painted for a long time, but Chen Xuan specially arranged the room to place her works, which moved Luo Sheng very much, but after the death of his parents, looking at these paintings, he could always remember the memories of the past, Luo Sheng didn't want to remember them anymore, and he never saw these things again.

Chen Xuan rummaged in silence, and finally took out a silver box in the cabinet, and his handsome face relaxed a little.

Luo Sheng had curiosity in his eyes, looking at Chen Xuan, what was in this box? It's incredible that Chen Xuan can be so important!.

People who usually don't look at millions or millions in their eyes, what kind of precious thing should be in this box that can be lucky enough to make him show a relaxed expression, anyway, Luo Sheng can't think of it.

"What's in there?" Luo Sheng looked at the box and said curiously.

Chen Xuan walked over with the box, his usual expressionless appearance again, and he looked at Luo Sheng with a solemn look in his eyes.

"Something that belongs to you"

Cautiously handed the silver box to Luo Sheng, and his tone was calm and serious, as if a sacred handover ceremony was being carried out, which made people nervous and expectant.

His attitude made Luo Sheng even more confused, my thing? , how did I not know that I still have something so precious.

She glanced at Chen Xuan suspiciously, and took the box with both hands, the box was silver and white, and it was the size of a book, and it was carved with the blue and white pattern of Luo Sheng's familiar play.

All right! , Seeing this mark, Luo Sheng understood, the pattern on the box was a four-petal flower, carved in the middle of the box, and a river spread along the edge below the flower, which was the Luo River.

Luojiajia pattern blue and white, also known as Luoshui love flower, once in its heyday as the Luo's family emblem, accompanied by the Luo's family through a long time, now the Luo's family is in decline, and a few people still remember the blue and white imprint, Luo Sheng can't help but touch the silver-white petals.

"What's in there? , how did it end up with you? Luo Sheng was in a low mood and asked, the overall silver of the box was tightly sealed, and there was no magic in it, Luo Sheng wanted to open it but didn't find a place to open it, it was really a strange thing.

Chen Xuan's eyes darkened, remembering the conversation he had with Luo Lao, he was not a hesitant person in the first place, since he handed it over to Luo Sheng, he naturally decided to tell Luo Sheng something.

"This is what your grandfather left behind, and he said to wait for you..."

"Grandpa..., what did he say?" When Luo Sheng heard the word grandfather, his sad mood just now suddenly became excited and interrupted Chen Xuan's unspoken words.

A stern old man came to mind in his mind, the old man was always serious, the old man in his memory had a straight face, and his smile was only a few times, he always strictly demanded Luo Sheng, this is not allowed, that can't be done, like those old scholars who do things in ancient times and follow the rules at a glance.

There is also the death of his parents, the blow of his grandfather, and the expression of remorse when he passed away, Luo Sheng remembers it clearly.

If it weren't for Grandpa's stopping, maybe Luo Sheng would still be able to live happily under his parents' knees.