The Little Brat's Sweet And Sassy || LK Adaptation

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑪𝑳𝑿𝑿𝑰𝑰𝑰 (𝟏𝟐𝟎𝟓-𝟏𝟐𝟏𝟏)

It was Jungkook’s older brother.

Jeon Haein.

Lisa heaved a sigh of relief and took a step back.

Jungkook’s brows were tightly knitted, and he seemed to be hugging her tightly instinctively, refusing to let go.

She said in a low voice, “Second Brother, I’m not leaving.”

He finally loosened his grip, but he continued to hold her hand tightly.

Lisa felt a little pain from his grip, and the pain seemed to spread all the way to her heart. Even when she breathed, her chest ached.

A car’s headlights suddenly swept over!

She seemed to have sensed something and turned around.

A familiar black car was speeding towards them!

She closed her eyes and looked at Namkoong Min.

He was lying on the ground, his body covered in blood from multiple gunshot wounds.

The scarlet blood had already soaked through his clothes and silently spread under his body.

There was almost no sound.

“Namkoong Min.”

She spoke, her voice cold.

He did not move.

The car was getting closer and closer in the heavy rain.

“My mother studied Chinese painting, but she bought an entire wall of Physics and Astronomy books for my father.”

Namkoong Min opened his eyes. The fingers on his left hand trembled slightly.

“She couldn’t understand those books, nor could she figure out the experiments and data, but she carefully drew every building in Xijing University Physics Department, even the observatory and telescope.”

Namkoong Min finally turned his stiff neck and looked over.

The sky was dark and heavy rain was pouring.

There seemed to be a stubborn struggle in his eyes, as if he wanted to refute something.

“You probably don’t know this, but she likes the theory of art class the most because the time of that class was right next to my dad’s major. That’s why my dad would rush from Xijing University to the Art Academy District to accompany her in that class.”

Namkoong Min’s chest heaved up and down. More blood was flowing out of his wound.

The car finally stopped, and a tall figure got out of the car and walked over quickly with an umbrella.

Lisa looked at him.

The rain became heavier, and the cold autumn wind rolled up the corners of his clothes.

However, none of this made him hesitate for even half an inch.

She looked at the figure, and the corner of her lips suddenly curved into a very shallow arc. She said in a low voice,

“Her favorite artist is indeed Zong Pei. But the person she liked the most was…”

“It was Choi Joowon.”

Something seemed to break in Namkoong Min’s eyes. His broken body trembled violently, and then he gradually calmed down. He was like a candle in the wind, finally extinguished.

An umbrella was placed over Lisa’s head. The rain that had been pouring for a long time finally stopped.

“Lalisa.”