Although Luo Yifan promised Chu Xinran to take the painting back, after waiting for two days, what he really got back was an unused oil canvas frame and a set of paint painting tools, plus a picture with the same content as the picture Qi Haifeng painted that day.

Looking at the things in front of him, Chu Xinran didn't know what to say, "Luo Yifan, you obviously promised me to get that painting, it doesn't matter if you can't do it or you don't want to do it, what does it mean to get these for me." ”

The reason why Chu Xinran said this is grounded, since Luo Yifan can bring the draft of that painting, it means that he has been to Qi Haifeng. And even if he didn't go in person, he should have come from Le Jingwen. The route of this speculation is a bit tortuous, but Chu Xinran feels that the possibility is very high.

"Teacher Qi, don't go to it again, at least don't go over this winter vacation. As for the painting, I think it will be safer for Mr. Qi to complete it himself than to take it to you. After Luo Yifan finished speaking, he sent those things to Chu Xinran again, "You paint well, I won't disturb you and go out first." ”

Luo Yifan left, Chu Xinran sat in front of the painting and stared, feeling a little uncomfortable, "Cold night, don't think I don't know what Luo Yifan is worried about, the more you don't let me paint, I'll just draw it for you,"

Chu Xinran was angry, set up the shelf and put the oil painting frame, squeezed out the paint, put the toning oil, clamped the photo used for copying, picked up the brush and began to paint.

Because she had painted before, and Chu Xinran's painting skills were very strong, she quickly drew the prototype.

"Chu Xinran, it's a thick layer of snow outside, let's go build a snowman." Leng Xixi habitually ran in without knocking on the door, but found that Chu Xinran was painting, she was very curious, "Huh." How did you draw it at home. Huh. The painting ...... It's not ...... Teacher Qi and the one you painted,"

Chu Xinran smiled slightly, "You remember it quite clearly, it's that painting, but I repainted it." Since I can't go to Mr. Qi anymore, then I'll paint it myself, and I think I'll finish it in two days. ”

"It's fast, but it's complicated. Although Leng Xixi also had some painting skills with Le Jingwen, her level could only stay at the level of elementary chores, and when she saw the painting that Chu Xinran was about to complete, she admired it from the bottom of her heart.

Chu Xinran smiled confidently, she was not afraid of complications, because it was easy to do this kind of thing.

Leng Xixi sat on the sofa chair next to Chu Xinran and watched her paint, and the room became much quieter. Leng Xixi admired Chu Xinran's superb skills, and at the same time studied hard and prepared to show his new skills when he met Le Jingwen.

Time passed silently, and it seemed that the sky was getting dark in the blink of an eye. The snow is getting heavier outside, and the weather forecast says that it will continue to snowstorm for the next two days.

The snow is related, he didn't drive or take a car in the cold night, and the place where he works is not very far away, so he basically gets up early and walks there in the past two days.

It's the same today, Leng Yehan walks alone under the night street lamp with snowflakes.

It has been a long time since he walked slowly like this, and walking like this seemed to calm his heart a little, Leng Yehan knew that he had unconsciously moved his heart to Chu Xinran, but he didn't want to admit it but couldn't ignore it.

The slow pace finally walked back to his house, Leng Yehan came downstairs, and subconsciously looked up at the room where Chu Xinran was. Her room was lit up, and she could see everything in the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows without curtains.

When Leng Yehan saw Chu Xinran painting with a paintbrush in his hand, his brows couldn't help frowning, his face sank, and the unhappiness that happened in Qi Haifeng's studio that day couldn't help but come to his heart again.

Chu Xinran actually started painting here. Leng Yehan tightened his fists hard, and walked up the steps and walked inside.

In the room, Chu Xinran stopped the pen under the urging of Leng Xixi who couldn't help but be hungry, picked up the rough-edged paper and wiped the paint on the pen, and didn't forget to look at today's results, "I didn't expect that the speed was much faster than I imagined." ”

"You are definitely at the master level now," Leng Xixi gave a thumbs up and spared no effort to praise Chu Xinran.

At this time, the door of her room was suddenly pushed open, and when she saw that the person who came in was cold and cold, Chu Xinran had just wiped the pen in her hand and had not yet put it up, and fell to the ground with a clatter. Leng Xixi looked down at the oil paintbrush that rolled to his feet, what a dramatic scene, the same surprise and action as in Qi Haifeng's studio that day.

Leng Yehan walked up to Chu Xinran and grabbed her neck, his eyes were full of anger, "Who asked you to paint here." ”

Seeing this, Leng Xixi hurriedly ran over, pulled Leng Yehan's hand away and shouted at him: "It's me, I bought the painting tools for Chu Xinran to relieve his boredom, isn't this okay." ，”

Leng Yehan pushed Leng Xixi away, and it was the first time that his brother treated himself like this, so that Leng Xixi never thought of it, "Brother, what are you doing here." Why do you ......?"

"Shut up, I'm asking her, don't interject," Leng Ye coldly interrupted Leng Xixi's questioning, his eyes were full of unconcealable anger, and the feeling seemed to be more like a child being angry, "Chu Xinran, you did it on purpose, right." ”

"What's wrong with me. Can't you just draw a picture? Chu Xinran is also a violent temper, she can't stand the cold night and cold to be treated like this again and again, especially after so many things have happened in the past two months, this patience has reached the limit.

Looking at Chu Xinran's attitude, Leng Yehan really wanted to slap her flat, "It's okay if you want to paint, I didn't say to stop you from painting here, but only this painting can't,"

"What's wrong with this painting? Why can't you draw it? Chu Xinran stared at Leng Yehan with wide eyes, she really couldn't understand what Leng Yehan was awkward. Is it just because this painting is very similar to Qi Haifeng's?

"I said no, I just can't, where did you come from so much, why did you come from," Leng Yehan turned around to leave, this time Chu Xinran didn't do it, she rushed over and grabbed Leng Yehan.

"The painting doesn't make it clear, you are not allowed to leave,"

Leng Yehan didn't expect Chu Xinran to hold on to himself, the anger he wanted to suppress was completely ignited this time, he shook his hand and pushed Chu Xinran away and pushed her to the ground, strode over and picked up the painting on the easel, and picked up the oil painting scraper and poked it fiercely.

"Cold night, what are you doing here. Seeing that Leng Yehan had ruined the painting he had been painting for an afternoon, Chu Xinran screamed and rushed over, wanting to snatch the painting from Leng Yehan's hand.

But Chu Xinran is not Leng Yehan's opponent at all, her petite figure is like a chicken and a swan fighting in front of Leng Yehan, and people dodge it with one dodge, Chu Xinran pounced and fell on the table.

"Chu Xinran," Leng Xixi hurriedly ran over to help Chu Xinran up, seeing that her expression was not lightly bumped this time.

Leng Yehan took the painting in his hand, and a mocking sneer tugged at the corner of his mouth, "What am I doing." Let me tell you Chu Xinran, the only person who can paint with you is me, and no one else,"

With Leng Yehan's angry shout, the paintings and easels in his hands were kicked down, smashed and destroyed, but this time Chu Xinran did not step forward to stop her, she was shocked by Leng Yehan's words just now.

Driven by emotion, he spoke his heartfelt words, and Leng Yehan's hand that raised the frame did not fall for a long time, and finally the frame fell from his hand to the ground, and the palette of oil paint was mottled on the marble floor.

"Brother......" Leng Xixi looked at Leng Yehan, she had never seen Leng Yehan so angry after so many years. Even if he was angry before, he wouldn't be angry in front of Leng Xixi, especially today, there has never been such a big smash.

Leng Yehan secretly took a deep breath in his heart, he was a little out of shape just now.

I thought that today's dispute would be over, but who Xiang Chu Xinran suddenly cried, "Leng Yehan, I'm really fed up with you, I want to leave you, no matter what the price is, I must leave you, I won't let you control me like this anymore,"

Chu Xinran shouted at Leng Yehan with tears in his eyes, and then pushed him away and ran out of the door.

"Brother, you should hurry up and chase after you," Leng Xixi slapped Leng Yehan's arm and reminded him, "Have you forgotten that there are many dangers outside." So many people are staring at Chu Xinran behind their backs and trying to harm her, aren't you worried at all. ”

After Leng Xixi's reminder, Leng Yehan suddenly remembered how chaotic Chu Xinran's current situation was. He didn't care about face or other emotions, and hurriedly chased Chu Xinran out, and Leng Xixi also followed behind him.

No matter how fast Leng Yehan and Leng Xixi ran, they were not as fast as Luo Yifan catching up with Chu Xinran. Luo Yifan was at the door when she quarreled with Leng Yehan, and he stayed there all afternoon, hoping that today's practice of sending canvas frames would make Chu Xinran happy.

When Leng Yehan went home, Luo Yifan avoided it, although he thought that Leng Yehan might be annoyed by Chu Xinran's painting of that painting, but he didn't expect it to evolve into such a situation.

"Girl, don't run, wait for me," Luo Yifan called out to her behind Chu Xinran, but Chu Xinran didn't plan to stop at all.

"Don't follow me, I won't go back there, I'm looking for my sister, I'm leaving the Leng family," Chu Xinran cried a lot, she was very depressed and very aggrieved today, and her cold attitude also made her feel cold.

"What can only be painted with you, what kind of bastard is this talking about. , I prefer to paint by myself, so I have to paint with Teacher Qi, but I don't paint with you," Chu Xinran felt a lot of resentment in his heart against Leng Yehan, how could he say it clearly in a few words.

"Brother, he's just talking in anger, and it's not the first time you've heard it, so why bother to be so angry in your heart if you hear it. Luo Yifan didn't know how to persuade Chu Xinran, and her running wild in the blizzard of the night was a very dangerous thing in itself.