"Hmmm......"

The corners of Lin Fu's mouth moved, and he made a little sound.

"Actually, everyone in this world is expressing themselves in different ways, some people use words, some people use actions, so even if you can't open your mouth, don't panic, think about whether you can express yourself in other ways, if you can, if you want to, then do it, okay?"

An hour ago, Fang Zhihe handed her a bunch of tools and paints, and told her that she could try to guide Lin Rongrong to express herself in the form of painting, which she didn't think so at first, but now it seems to be effective.

Lin Rongrong hesitated for a moment, nodded, then slowly raised his hand, picked up the pen and paint box on the table, and then lay down on the gouache paper in front of him and draw.

Fang Jinnan was overjoyed in his heart, Lin Rongrong's reaction represented that her previous efforts were not in vain, and it also meant that she could further understand her through Lin Rongrong's paintings, and then find her trauma.

In fact, a psychological counselor is a relatively hard job, you need to face many patients every day, many versions of life, those life experiences are painful in each version, and each version is helpless, she Fang Jinnan has to empathize with each version, listen carefully, and diagnose carefully, so she is not easy all day.

Fang Jinnan sat opposite and waited patiently for the painting written by Lin Rong, she had no way of knowing the meaning of the painting, and she didn't even know whether it was a person or a scene, but no matter what it was, it represented the opening sentence of Lin Rongrong, and its meaning was a medicine to a certain extent.

I don't know how long it took, the pen in Lin Rong's hand stopped, she straightened up and glanced at the paper, and then silently handed it to Fang Jinnan.

Fang Jinnan took the drawing paper and looked at it, there was a tree on the painting, a tree full of pink flowers, and a few petals scattered on the ground under the tree.

"Where is this?" Fang Jinnan said as he shifted his gaze to Lin Rongfu on the other side.

Lin Rongfu raised his eyes to see where he put it, and then lowered his head.

"You're a great painter, I can recommend you to work as an assistant in a studio. She bypassed the topic that Lin Rongfu didn't want to talk about, and said casually, in order to ease the cold scene between them.

Lin Rongrong immediately shook his head and said that he didn't want to go.

Fang Jinnan smiled again and continued: "Oh, okay! If you are compared to an animal, what do you think you are most like?"

Lin Rongrong hesitated for a moment, picked out a box of brown paint from the paint box, then pulled out another piece of gouache paper, and continued to draw.

Fang Jinnan looked at Lin Rong's serious appearance, and liked it in his heart, this girl is not like a layman in this world in terms of temperament alone, although her eyes are gloomy, but under the gloom there is a clean and aura, where did this Fang Zhihe get such a girl? Is it heavenly? Fang Jinnan may have realized that he was out of reach, so he quickly withdrew his thoughts and smiled.

At this time, Lin Rongfu had already drawn the general outline of the painting, which was an animal with horns, and it looked like a ......

Fang Jinnan pondered the unfinished painting in front of her, and after about ten minutes, she got up and walked to the desk to pick up the mobile phone on the desk, tapped the Baidu search function on the phone, and then entered a few words in the search column, and then pressed the search key on the right side of the search bar......