In the spacious and bright room, a drawing board is placed in the center, and the brush is depicted back and forth, it is a thin hand, with fine bones and delicate skin, but in the middle of the palm there are three blisters abruptly arranged, pale red, shining with light.

The owner of the brush stopped his pen and stared at the three blisters with a frown.

This is not a work, a single painting with only one hand, no background, no content, too abrupt, but for Li Junshuo, this is the psychology he wants to express the most.

He had noticed a change in her from the moment he began to notice that his classmates were always dozing off in class, and then he would inadvertently notice that her hair was not neatly combed, there were faint dark circles around her eyes, her lips were dry and tight, and her clothes were wrinkled and untidy.

As a painter, it is their forte to observe people's subtle points, so he noticed the change in her hand, which was red at first, and then he saw small blisters, which gradually grew larger and more numerous.

These small changes continue to attract him, like small factors accumulating and inflating his thinking.

And his instinctive approach is to use his painter's hand to paint on the canvas what he needs to vent, but looking at the things he has painted these days, none of them can be called works.

A pair of big eyes with faint dark circles, looking tired, pink lips with dry fine lines, long red hair, a few uncombed on the forehead... These pictures are just fragments one by one, without content, and only Li Junshuo can understand them.

If we piece together these paintings that he painted, we will find that the person with these characteristics is his tablemate, and it is none other than Youyou.

Youyou's life has become more and more compact recently, and sometimes only when she finishes work and falls tired in bed will she think of someone else who makes her worry about it.

But this person who worried her was just as worried as she was, she hadn't seen her for a full month, and she hadn't had the opportunity to hear a little news about him from Linglong, and just as Bai Yue told her at the beginning, he really forgot about her "little girl", or he found someone who made him tempted.

The sudden increase in workload, such as carrying alcohol, taking out the trash, wiping the table, sweeping the floor, cleaning the toilet, etc., although she is very tired, can temporarily relieve her from her thoughts.

On the one hand, she was afraid that what Bai Yue said was true, and on the other hand, she was looking forward to seeing him again and overturning everything Bai Yue said.

However, once a contradictory theory emerges and is confirmed in various ways, the paradox will be the most possible.

In the beginning, she would convince herself that he would come back and that he would not forget her.

After a few days, she would reassure herself that he was entangled in something. After a while, she thought that maybe he was too tired to have a chance to come to see her.

So every once in a while she would tell herself emphatically with different reasons, but these reasons would only become more and more far-fetched, because every time Bai Yue appeared in her sight, with that determined smile, and Linglong's deliberate dodge, she gradually fell into the whirlpool formed by a paradox, deeper and deeper.

"Youyou!" Bai Yue smiled and beckoned to her.

Yu Yu came back to his senses, swallowed his saliva, and then slowly paced towards Bai Yue.

Bai Yue stretched out her hand to comb Youyou's hair that fell out of her hat, because she was much taller than Youyou, she had to look down at her, her eyes full of distress: "It's only been a few days, why have you lost weight, are you too tired from work?"

Youyou hurriedly shook her head, she couldn't shout tired, she needed this job, not only for the economy, but also for the sake of finding spiritual comfort here.

Bai Yue sighed, and said helplessly: "This bar doesn't make much money, and Bai Long has to go out to do other work to fill the loopholes here, otherwise this place will have to be closed." ”

Hearing the news of the white dragon, her tired eyes were full of hope, she looked up at Bai Yue longingly, wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, she didn't know what to say, so she hoped that Bai Yue would say a little more, just a little bit of news about the white dragon.

Seeing the faint and eager eyes, Bai Yue didn't say anything, only chuckled and turned to leave.

Yu Yu slumped his shoulders and went back to his work again.

Hakutsuki returns to Hakuryu's office, where all the bar's surveillance is located.

She saw a small figure in the storeroom, struggling to pull the heavy wine crate.

I saw a figure in the bar counter who was busy to numb himself.

Look at this dirty world, full of strange people, strange costumes, strange ideas, exaggerated and ugly expressions, where money and lives are wasted.

Bai Yue reveled in this environment, she liked these people who were like ghosts, she felt like an evil witch, this was her castle, she planted the seeds of magic for the people who came here, let them indulge here, indulge in happiness, be happy enough that they are willing to give everything here.

She loves the squalor and the wickedness of this place, especially when she sees people doing things that are unreasonable or immoral, and she gets an irrepressible pleasure from it.

Bai Yue sighed, what happened here could only give her temporary comfort, and there was only one person who could make her truly satisfied. Looking at the chaos on the screen again, she suddenly felt very disgusted, and then she saw someone different.

This person is very young, probably still a student, there are many students here, but he is different, he is well-dressed, meticulous, and fair-skinned, such skin on a boy's body will remind her of the white dragon.

She closes the video distance, and the boy has a serious face, ignoring the person he is talking to, and he doesn't find a seat to sit down, his eyes are searching for something. She could tell that there was a bodyguard standing close behind him.

She smiled again, it seems that here, such a night, how to lose yourself without sinking into it?

"Handsome guy, who are you looking for?" Bai Yue grabbed Li Junshuo's shoulder and leaned towards his body.

Li Junshuo noticed the woman walking towards him, but he didn't expect her to be so close, and he frowned with some disgust.

Bai Yue was quickly pulled away by the bodyguard behind her, she smiled, leaned on her body again, and then gently blew into Li Junshuo's ear and said: "It's so messy here, it's not a place for a handsome guy like you to come, but I'm the boss here, who you want to find, just ask me." ”

Li Junshuo raised his brows and walked to the door.

Bai Yue will not give up easily, she chased after her high heels, and said in her unique charming voice: "This nasty girl broke a case of wine again, lost me a lot of money, and it was really uncomfortable to hit my feet." At the end of the sentence, she deliberately raised her voice.

This sentence really worked, Li Junshuo stood for a moment, but still got into the car and left.

Bai Yue raised her eyebrows, pulled the corner of her lower lip, and twisted her waist to go back.

At two o'clock in the morning, in the bright studio, Li Junshuo stood in front of the drawing board, staring at the drawing board, frowning.

The drawing board is just a pair of women's feet in sneakers, surrounded by a circle of scattered broken glass and soaked ground.