"Lonely?" he looked at the painting in a daze, then at the dead tree in front of him. But why should she be sad and weep for the dead tree? After thinking for a few seconds, he turned to her and said, "It is not alone. Yang laughed, then picked up his paintbrush and drew a shadow next to the dead tree.

"Egret ......," she muttered, stopping her tears.

"It's not alone, because it has egrets with it. He went so far as to comfort her by changing the painting in order to comfort her, something he had never done for anyone.

"Well, it's not alone!" she burst into a smile, a sweet dimple on her lips.

This smile made Tan Youyi look stupid again.

"Are you a painter?" she asked, curiously as she sat down next to him, looking at him in a shabby T-shirt and shorts, and Sven with the air of a college student on his face.

He shook his head and said, "I'm just interested in drawing. He had just graduated from college, and painting was his passion, and the sunsets on the west coast were the most beautiful scenery in his heart, so whenever he returned to his hometown, he would come here every evening.

"You can be a painter!" she said earnestly. I don't know why, but looking into his eyes, my heart beats faster......

Tan Youyi smiled, pointed to the western sky and said, "Look!"

Yu Peng looked at the place he pointed out suspiciously, and saw a large orange sunset, and when it slowly sank, a whole colored totem gradually appeared in the sky. "It's Caixia! it's beautiful!" she exclaimed.

"The sunset is the most beautiful here!" he smiled, his eyes fascinated at the distant sky.

The two of them were immersed in the beautiful scenery of the sunset on the coast, and did not speak again until the sun sank into the horizon and the sky was dark.

"You don't seem to be from here?" He looked at her dress, a one-piece dress, which looked very good, but who would wear a one-piece dress to this country beach?

"I'm on a self-guided trip around the island. She replied with a smile.

"Alone?"

"Hmm!" she blinked and nodded.

She looked like a high school student and dared to travel on her own, and he had to admire her courage. "How many days do you want to stay here?"

"Half a month, I want to get to know this place well!"

He is a local, so he naturally loves his hometown, but there are almost no attractions here except for the beautiful coast, and she actually wants to stay here for half a month? I'm afraid she wants to leave in two days, right?

"Where do you live?" asked again.

"An inn next to the bus stop. The hotel was so small, she almost couldn't find it!

He smiled and held out his hand to her. "My name is Tan Youyi, what about you?"

"Yu Peng. He also stretched out his hand.

He smiled and shook hands with her, then lowered his head to pack up his painting utensils while she watched him quietly. Then, he picked up his painting tools, looked up and asked, "Would you like to visit my studio?"

She showed her sweet dimples again and nodded vigorously.

Walking into a space that is only about three or four square meters in size, it is full of painting tools and paintings, the walls are not even painted, and the doors and windows are like they were added later?

Knowing her doubts, he smiled and explained, "This was originally a pig house. His parents didn't like him to paint, saying that if he studied finance, he should wear a suit and go to work in a bank, because they thought that painting had no future. But he still loves, so he always sneaks around here to paint. One day I met the owner of the pig liao painting on the beach, and the owner was very appreciative of his paintings, so he generously sorted out the abandoned pig liao, used it as a studio for him, and found someone to install doors and windows.

"Pig barn, pig barn......" she muttered, but it didn't smell at all. She moved slowly, admiring the paintings, she had often visited art exhibitions with her parents since she was a child, and her appreciation for paintings was also there, and his paintings were like a storybook, the colors were not particularly bold, and the outlines were not particularly clear and realistic, but they touched people's hearts, and they couldn't help but want to explore the soul in the paintings...... "It's so good!" She admired the painting he had just erected, which was the one of the dead tree and the egret.