It was as if the time had gone back seven years.

Wen Twilight was only twenty years old, and liked to wear long flowing dresses, with her hair draped casually behind her back, standing very conspicuous among the pigeons.

At least in Sheng Yu's opinion.

He stood under the camphor tree, starting with the clouds in the sky and drawing up to the white dove.

From the moment he knew that he had a re-astaplasia, he lived a life of idle clouds and wild cranes, holding a paintbrush every day, just standing here, feeling the gradual passage of life.

Until her appearance.

At first, it was because of her laughter, but later he found out that at dusk, white doves, camphor trees, towers, everything can appear on his brush, but every painting has to have her.

His paintings have changed since that day.

is no longer a simple landscape painting, he will involuntarily sketch her figure.

Sometimes an unintentional attempt to enter a painting will affect all his subsequent inspirations, just like every time he paints the next scene, there will always be a figure in his mind.

He would have thought that she would be perfect.

He could go from early morning to dusk, just to see her.

She would go to feed the pigeons at dusk for a month in a row, and he painted her for a month.

This is Sheng Eucalyptus's secret.

Seeing this picture again, Sheng Eucalyptus's memories overlapped for a moment, but at that time he didn't have the courage to take this step, and now...

He leaned over slightly and asked her, "Can I come with you?"

Wen Du raised her head when she heard the voice, her eyes bent, and her eyelashes fluttered: "Okay." ”

Sheng Yu crouched down, grabbed the grain from the bag, and sprinkled it like her.

"Is the job over?"

"Well, I've been very busy at work lately, and I've been lying at home for a day today, otherwise I probably wouldn't have met you here. ”

Sheng Eucalyptus's eyes were full of warmth, but when he heard this, he said, "Then have you had lunch?"

"Huh?" Wen Twilight threw the last bit of grain down in his hand, and then stood up, "Eat." ”

He also stood up and instantly took away the light from her eyes: "What are you eating?"

"Rice. Wen Du raised her eyes: "Takeout." ”

Sheng Yu couldn't help but raise his hand and patted her on the head: "No wonder it's so thin." ”

Then, as if nothing had happened, he turned around and said, "I'll go buy another bag and come back." ”

Twilight petrification.

Looking at his long back, she raised her hand and touched the place where he had touched it, and her face instantly turned red.

Good...

The heart beats so fast.

Twilight, be sober!

You're 27 years old!

is not a little girl, how can she be disturbed like a little girl who has never been in love with such a small action.

Well, although she was in love, her love was not like this!!

She raised her hand and touched her earlobe, calming down, what the hell was she thinking.

When Sheng Yu turned around, the corners of his lips rose uncontrollably, and he rubbed his fingers before walking towards the store not far away.

It was an old man watching, it was him seven years ago.

He squinted, his face wrinkled but very kind and kind: "The young man is here again." ”

"Grandpa. ”

"It's been seven years, and I'm still waiting for that girl. ”

Sheng Eucalyptus had countless soft lights in his eyes: "When it's time, thank you for calling me that day." ”

"I'm old, my eyes are not good, if you didn't draw her every day, I wouldn't recognize her. ”

He squinted, and the afterglow of the setting sun hit his face for no reason, giving rise to a feeling of twilight years, but peaceful: "There are not many infatuated young men like you now, work hard, you two are destined to succeed." ”

He chuckled softly and said, "That's because she gave me a life." ”

Because his voice was too small, the old man's hearing was not very good, so he asked loudly, "What did you say?"

"It's not grandpa, I'll ask you something. He leaned over and took the bag handed by the old man: "Don't tell her yet, I'm afraid I'll scare people away." ”

"Huh?" he reacted for a while before he came back to his senses, his lips twitching, "Then give the old man a candy to eat in the future?"

"It's all yours. ”

Wen Dui's mood finally calmed down, Sheng Yu's long legs were getting closer and closer to her, and she felt difficult to breathe again.

It's embarrassing, how to deal with it.

Pretending not to knowPretend not to knowPretend not to know...

Sheng Yu unscrewed the milk in his hand and put it in front of her: "Strawberry-flavored." ”

She raised her hand and took it, "How do you know I like this taste?"

He glanced in the direction of the old man, and did not blink his eyes when he lied: "Grandpa told me." ”

Wen Du was surprised: "Grandpa even remembers this, he has a good memory." ”

Sheng Yu saw that she was finally not uncomfortable, so she raised her lips and said, "Probably because you are too beautiful." ”

Her dimples sank deep into it again: "Why are you so good at talking?" ”

Then you can quickly like me.

Sheng Yu meditated.

...

As the sun sets, there is a row of white railings on the bridge, and the two stand side by side on the bridge.

Wen Du suddenly remembered: "Where is the tea, rice, oil and salt?"

"I didn't bring them, I didn't like them when I was drawing, they used to be fine, but now I always feel that they are too noisy. ”

"Painting?" she looked back at the camphor tree, and sure enough, she saw a standing drawing board, which she hadn't seen when she first came.

"You loved painting here seven years ago, and you still love it. ”

"Yes. ”

Wen Du suddenly said: "I said that I will meet you here every time." ”

He chuckled, "Why don't you think it's because I met you and I that I'm here to paint?"

Wen Du raised her eyebrows: "How is it possible, you were here when I came here seven years ago, and this is also very close to your home, of course I don't think like narcissism." ”

Sheng Yu made a distressed expression: "You don't believe me if I tell the truth." ”

Wen Du laughed, "Don't tease me. ”

"Well... Then I'll be more serious next time, so that you don't think I'm joking. ”

She was amused, and was in a good mood to cooperate with him: "Then you should be serious next time." ”

In Wen Dui's invisible sight, Sheng Yu looked at her deeply.

Then I'll be serious next time, I hope you don't get scared.

.

When Twilight returned, she sat on the couch watching TV, and the only sound in the room was the sound of her eating snacks.

She muttered, "I should have a dog too, it's boring to be alone at home." ”

As the doorbell rang, she got up, put on her slippers and went to open the door: "Orange, why are you here?"

Xu Cheng was disgusted with covering his belly, and his face was annoyed: "I quarreled with that dog in Mingyang! ”

Wen Du hurriedly went over: "You shouldn't come here alone after a quarrel, you are still pregnant, this is very dangerous, it is good to call me to pick you up next time." ”

"Oh, Twilight, don't be verbose, I want to come over and be quiet when I listen to him at home. ”

Wen Du closed the door: "You are pregnant and have been used to losing your temper, Ming Yang is very good to you, isn't it, why did you quarrel." ”

Xu Chengyi sat on the sofa, grabbed the washed apple on the table and nibbled on it, "I'll tell you, Twilight, don't blame me for this." ”