Chu Yun watched Shen Xiao's back disappear into the distance, and it was not until the vigorous and agile back completely disappeared from his field of vision that he slowly withdrew his gaze, and his somewhat confused eyes fell on the cup in his hand.

Obviously such a proud woman, indifferent, does not like to contact with strangers, but deep down, it turns out to be a warm-hearted and kind person, even if she just sees a stranger hiccups, she has to help.

Is...... Interesting.

Chu Yunjian held the cup in his hand and slowly stood up.

Finally, looking back at the direction where Shen Xiao had left, he smiled self-deprecatingly and continued his unfinished morning jog in the opposite direction.

No matter what kind of person she is, in short, there should be no deeper intersection in the future.

He has been running forward all his life, and everyone has been left behind by him, and this woman will not be an exception.

Chu Yunji ran frantically, and when he passed a garbage can, he threw the cup into it.

…… There will be no exceptions.

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Shen Xiao finished running and went home to take a shower.

After taking a shower, she dried her hair and went into the kitchen to make herself a simple breakfast.

Take out the marinated chicken breast from the refrigerator and fry it until golden brown, and serve it with homemade bread and beef and vegetable soup, and you will have a hearty and delicious breakfast.

Shen Xiao never dieted, because she knew that dieting would not make people really lose weight, and only by insisting on exercising could the muscles continue to burn calories, which was the only secret to keeping people slim.

However, few people can pay such a big price. Compared with exercising every day, dieting is obviously easier to do, not so tired, not too much time, just hungry, and there are no other drawbacks.

But Shen Xiao is a ...... Very heavy appetite. So she would rather run every morning than be a little wronged in eating.

Don't look at her often forgetting to sleep and eat to deal with various affairs, the most she usually eats is the bento dishes made by Shan Weizi herself, as if she is a person who doesn't care about eating.

But in fact, Shan Weizi's cooking skills are very good, and she can match the level of a chef, so Shen Xiao is willing to be fed by Shan Weizi.

While having breakfast, Shen Xiao turned on the computer to check his FancyArt account.

I clicked on the private message, but I didn't see the reply of the European painter.

Shen Xiao thought to himself, either this person hadn't seen the news yet, or the message she sent was so terrible that the European painter didn't have the courage to reply at all.

Come to think of it, it is.

If you were invaded when you were a child, and one day when you grew up, a stranger in a foreign country suddenly sent a private message to tell you, "I saw your painting, I noticed that you were invaded when you were a child, if you need it, you can talk to me" - I'm afraid it will also be scared.

The painful memories of the past are evoked, and it is not so easy to suppress.

But Shen Xiao was very worried about this painter, because his paintings revealed too much terrible information. Through his picture, Shen Xiao saw a devastated and bruised soul, this young soul had not grown up in the year of the ** invasion, and he cowered in the dark, lest he be touched by the sun.

He felt dirty, he felt like a monster, he didn't deserve to live in this world.

The knee pads on the knees of the girls he painted were sharply protruding, as if the girls had a long hooked nose on their knees.

The boys he paints are either suffocated under the water or drowned by old monsters, and even in the happy picture of setting sail, the boy can only roll in a small space in a regular manner, never daring to go beyond half a step.

And the animals he painted—rabbits, kittens, and red-crowned cranes—either with bursting fur like spear thrusts, or as stiff as corpse specimens—with huge, hollow eyes that seemed to have long since come to an end.

There is no fresh breath in his paintings, and behind the gorgeous pictures, there are countless beautiful images that are not blinked.

The only thing that can make Shen Xiao feel that this painter is still alive is a painting of a book mountain lamp house he painted.

In the dark picture, there are towering mountains of books, they loom in the dark, and no one can see anything on the top of the mountain of books.

The mountain of books in the center of the picture is much shorter than the other stacks of books. But only this mountain of books can be seen that there is a small wooden house on top of it, and a faint light shines through the room.

Although this is a black and white painting, this cabin made Shen Xiao feel that when he painted this painting, he had a lot of feelings for this cabin in his heart.

This chalet made him feel safe.

Despite being a very thin sense of security.

Among his hundreds of paintings, only the gentle light of this small wooden house is so precious and rare.

People can't help but stretch out their hands, wanting to wrap this small wooden house and protect the faint light inside.

It was the only fragment of his soul left.

But he himself can't protect the only beauty left.

Since Shen Xiao saw all this, she couldn't let this person go.

She didn't know why she had such an ability, and she could see the soul hidden behind the other person's work through the other person's work.

It was so clear and delicate, like a display in the bright light, and every blemish could not escape her eyes.

The painter has 170,000 followers at FancyArt, but among the 170,000 people, there is not even a single person who sees his pain.

Not a single one.

This man is dying...... Why don't you see his wailing soul?

Why was he so easily deceived by his disguised appearance of happiness?

Shen Xiao felt very distressed.

There was still no new reply to the private message, and Shen Xiao went to the painter's homepage to refresh it a few times: he didn't post any new news.

Maybe he's still hesitant to contact her.

Or maybe he had blocked her because he was too afraid.

Anything is possible.

Since working at the Counseling Center for Troubled Teenagers, Shen Xiao has met countless parents and all kinds of troubled teenagers.

After seeing a lot, Shen Xiao felt that that sentence was really right: happy families are similar, and unhappy families have their own misfortunes.

Despite her best efforts, she was unable to save several children.

Because when children are struggling in the abyss, it is often their parents who hold them back.

No matter how Shen Xiao tried to change the children, as long as their parents refused to make changes, these children would relapse not long after leaving the counseling center.

Gradually, Shen Xiao became bearish.

She finally realizes that she can't save the world because she is not a savior.