Chapter 515: It's Not a Grain of Sand
Zhan Yu suddenly asked Xiao Keng, "That Professor Gu, who is extremely rational every time you talk about it, is this the case?"
After speaking, Xiao Keng looked at Gu Jingzhuo with Zhan Yu.
Gu Jingzhuo turned around and blocked in front of Lin Xuechu as he had just done, "separating" the latter from the person in front of him.
No.
It's separation.
Lin Xuechu didn't know how many pairs of eyes were staring at her in a place she couldn't see.
But if you suddenly tell Lin Xuechu one thing now: there is actually a person standing next to you, in this case, Lin Xuechu feels that he can suddenly think of the pair of eyes he saw under the bed before.
β¦β¦ Life is not a horror movie.
Why is it so scary?
Zhu Jie waited for Lin Xuechu to finish drinking the tea and said, "Girl, what you just said is what I felt. β
"Let's take the lines drawn by the green ink as grass, and the yellow ink dots on both sides as stars. Lin Xuechu said according to Zhu Jie's train of thought.
Zhu nodded, "I think so too." β
Lin Xuechu felt that the slowly forming thoughts in his mind had stabilized, without any warning, and directly told himself a fact: Cui Xue has her own hardships, perhaps, all of which are expressed in the painting. And those hardships, Lin Xuechu frowned after seeing this painting.
This kind of thing really can happen at any moment, no matter what kind of person it is.
Gu Jingzhuo was guarding Lin Xuechu wholeheartedly, so he didn't keep up with their analysis, but he was stunned after seeing Lin Xuechu and Zhu Jie suddenly smile.
What's going on.
What is it about these two people that there is such an exchange?
The next moment, Xiao Keng's voice reached Gu Jingzhuo's ears: "The host can greatly follow Zhu Jie's train of thought, and I also agree with him." β
What kind of thinking? How did you agree with it?
Gu Jingzhuo was unconvinced, and finally set his sights on the painting.
It was still the starry sky grass map, Gu Jingzhuo looked at it for a long time and then said: "I can also draw it." β
"Professor Gu, you're too naΓ―ve to take the initiative to think of those things. Xiaokeng said.
"It's simple. Gu Jingzhuo is expressing his painting talent to Xiaokeng.
Xiaokeng shook his head: "But I, I still think Zhu Jie is very powerful." After speaking, he walked to Gu Jingzhuo's side: "I'll stand here for a while, your position is an excellent position to view paintings." β
Gu Jingzhuo was pushed out by the small pit, and the latter's voice came, "But I still have to say, Professor Gu, you are really not suitable for observing these paintings." β
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Zhu Jiena's eyes suddenly widened, and he pointed to something on a painting.
Lin Xuechu leaned closer and said, "What's wrong with you?"
"It's ...... It's so dirty. I feel like I feel a little sorry for her. Zhu Jie said to the painting.
After speaking, Zhu Jie threw aside the painting in his hand and stopped looking at it.
The intertwined snakes in the painting seem to grow on the table.
Lin Xuechu didn't understand the meaning of Zhu Jie's words, and took out the next painting
At that time, Zhu Jie spoke, "Some things are just my feelings, maybe my direction was like that at the beginning, so I, I will go in that direction." β
"I see. Lin Xuechu didn't deny Zhu Jie, "It's just that I don't understand, why does that picture seem dirty to you?"
At this time, what Lin Xuechu said was the picture that looked like grains of sand.
Zhu Jie paused for a moment before speaking, "Because, I think it looks like excrement." β
"What did you say?" Lin Xuechu couldn't accept Zhu Jie's words.
Zhu Jie turned his head, "I'm just...... That's how it feels. Don't listen to me. β
Lin Xuechu picked up the painting again, looked at it carefully, and felt that he understood the painting under Zhu Jie's explanation.
Excrement like grains of sand.
In the "grains of sand", there are a few thin, red lines outlined.
There is no blood in the sand.
There may be excrement.
Lin Xuechu folded the painting, and his heart began to hurt faintly.
I don't know what to say. The feeling of being frozen all of a sudden, pervades this space in a way that is not found at any other time.
Zhu Jie felt Lin Xuechu's current state, so he said: "Girl, before things are uncertain, let's not understand this matter too much." β
"I see. Although that is the case, but Cui Xue's state and reaction at this time made Lin Xuechu's heart have a great impact, Zhu Jie's explanation of those paintings can explain why Cui Xue has become the way she is now.
Some words don't need to be said explicitly at all, and the truth is so seeping into people's bone marrow, making people feel that there is something unspeakable that controls emotions.
Zhu Jie picked up the next painting, "Girl, I don't think this painting has the feelings I had just now, I just feel very peaceful, you can take a look." β
After taking the painting into his hand, Lin Xuechu nodded after looking it up and down: "...... this painting?"
It's Cuixue herself. Dressed in green clothes, he is walking forward.
Zhu Jie looked up at Lin Xuechu, "We can also think about things from these paintings, those paintings just now may not be Cui Xue's ......."
"But in this case, there is only one such one. β
Zhu Jie glanced at the painting in Lin Xuechu's hand, "But girl, I really don't like to let you feel that." β
Now Zhu Jie feels very guilty, at this time, he wants to take back his previous explanation of those paintings, because those things that are drawn in his mind are actually dirtier than paintings now.
Lin Xuechu picked up the quiet painting just now, walked to the door, and sat down along the threshold.
The sun was good and the wind stopped.
Lin Xuechu raised the painting and shook it in mid-air.
Zhu Jie did not continue to study the painting, but looked at Lin Xuechu's back, and suddenly found the same tranquility as in the painting.
It's an indescribable, tranquil.
The next one of those paintings is like a continuation of the above.
Cui Xue in the painting is still wearing a green shirt, but
It's the scene that has changed, and what catches the eye is the back of a woman, and Cui Xue stands far away.
There were red blood stains on the green shirt.
"Child......" Zhu Jie said.
At this time, Lin Xuechu turned around and asked Zhu Jie, "What child?"
Zhu Jie raised the painting in his hand, pointed to Cui Xue who was wearing green cedar and bowed her head, and then said, "At her feet, there is a swaddling baby." β
Lin Xuechu, who was confused by the analysis just now and didn't know how to continue looking at it and wanted to slow down a little, stood up instantly.
After carefully looking at the painting in Zhu Jie's hand, Lin Xuechu sat on the stool.
"Girl, is this Cuixue's child?" asked Zhu Jie.
Lin Xuechu shook his head and quickly looked at the painting behind him.
There are six more.
Each one is a different scene, and in four of them, Suyuki is dressed in different clothes.
I see myself from Cuixue's own point of view.
After closing the painting, Lin Xuechu rubbed his eyes.
"What are you going to do now?" asked Zhu Jie.
Lin Xuechu shook her head, "I don't know, I feel like I can't accept these things." β
"But this is what it is. Originally, Zhu Jie was still doubting what he had seen before, trying to deny his guess.
But no matter which painting it is, it is telling Zhu Jie that this is how things are.
"You tell me everything you feel. Lin Xuechu spoke.
"Girl, what are you going to do?"
Lin Xuechu stood up and slowly put away the painting, "You know, I didn't belong to this place before, and I don't agree with this place now. β
I didn't say it, but I can't get out of here now.
"But I want to do something meaningful and then go to the end. β
Zhu Jie didn't know what Lin Xuechu was going to end, so he just said, "I'll be on the girl's side." β
(End of chapter)