Chapter 5: Words on the Second Day and a Private Diary
The past is cleared, but love and hate cannot be arbitrary.
The next day, all the paintings were gone, but the people were still there, the things were still there, and many, many things were there.
Lasse slept very lightly, but felt very comfortable under the table, and Fayin handed her a clean blanket, tricolored, red, yellow and cyan, which looked very energetic and warm.
Sister-in-law Lin's eyes were bloodshot, and she couldn't hide her sadness.
Bai Qi stretched and turned on the computer, people from the outside world were still looking for them, the executor of the company's plan D should not have come yet, right? Who would be coming? Lao Zhou and the intern? or the eldest sister or the manager?
He couldn't hack into that company anymore, and that 20-year-old intern was really good, and another reason was that he was limited in his ability to do something dangerous and probably pointless.
Bai Qi: Okay, let's start drawing, this is the second time, and it will be over tomorrow on the last day.
Sister-in-law Lin: Well, doctor, I listen to you.
Dharma Seal: Amitabha.
Lasse: ....
The next day, Sister-in-law Lin painted a monster, a monster like a snake, the lines are very sharp and messy, although it has been slightly modified by the arc, but it can't change the straight and dry. Sister-in-law Lin drew a rough look, her body began to tremble slightly, wiped away her tears, adjusted her mood, and began to draw fish scales one by one, although the fish scales were very ugly, but they were densely painted very fine.
Fayin: The human heart is so complicated, right? One moment it is still a sea of fire, and the next moment it has to become stable and normal.
Bai Qi: It's the same for you, I guess I can't do this yet. They are all ordinary people, and they really have to look down on life and death, how to do it.
Dharma seal: Bodhi is not a tree, and the mirror is not a platform, always wipe it diligently, do not make it dusty.
Lasse's eyes were red and swollen, although he slept well yesterday, he slept lightly, he often had nightmares, remembering everything that happened that day, and the things were clear to the extent that he spent money, how much medicine he bought, how much he put in that bowl, how many words he wrote his homework, tricked him into serving him food, and finally watched him die. He didn't even know what was going on before he died. His plan was so meticulous that he was scared.
After a while, my stomach growled with hunger, and I took the corn cob on the side and gnawed it carefully for a while, and only realized that the corn cob was gnawed off a layer of skin.
After that, I went to the toilet, brushed my teeth and washed my face, and changed into pure black clothes in the meantime. The white headphones were under the table, and no one knew.
The image on the earphones is a dark blue body with an extremely slender mechanical butterfly, the butterfly body is composed of countless mechanical stripes, it is the backbone of the earphones, the eyes are gray, and the body is matte material with rust.
Its extended wings are a transparent film that looms through its torso. The wings have a green fluorescence, not the kind of luminous powder, but a 3D treatment of light, not soft, but quite comfortable. The edges of the wings are sleek and bright in royal blue paint, with a hint of reflection at the end of the wings, and two long tails that extend to the wrists of the puller.
That headset is much better than Zhu Bajie. Russell thought as she crawled back under the table, took a closer look at the headphones, and decided to draw something similar, but it had to look better than it.
After she got up, she saw the big snake drawn by Sister-in-law Lin, and turned around and began to draw her own.
The pen went astray, it seemed to be the epitome of the snake, but it was more than ten times smaller.
She wanted to redraw and turned her head to look around, but Bai Qi didn't.
Bai Qi: Keep drawing.
Lasse turned his head dissatisfied, glanced at his right hand, and his whole body suddenly trembled, and he took his right hand back with a swish. Start drawing with your left hand.
The left hand is very unstable and draws slowly. She drew a mechanical dog, but she drew it like a pig, and it was a bit ridiculous, but no one in the room laughed.
Sister-in-law Lin is still painting scales, and she relies on her own feelings and ideas to paint those mechanical components. Scribble, scribble, and finally became a piece of graffiti, and nothing could be seen except for a slight resemblance of a dog's ear.
The paper was full of drawings on the black cloth longwinter, and in the end it all turned into extremely large black stains. The morning was over, and in the afternoon, Sister-in-law Lin arrived outside the house, and she thought about it for a while.
When the producer's props arrived, Sister-in-law Lin glanced at it. The producer saw Sister-in-law Lin and nodded.
The scene where Shiro goes to take care of the cottage.
Fa Yin read the scriptures softly in the warehouse, and explained them in great detail, and he didn't know who he was talking to.
Lasse rubbed her hair, she was a little tired from a morning's painting, and she shrank under the table for a while, resting for a long time before coming out, but her spirit was also not very good, and she seemed to be a little uncomfortable.
She forced herself to draw on the paper where she couldn't see anything, because she hadn't smeared too densely before, so she could still draw something.
Fa Yin closed his mouth and began to look carefully at the painting on the side of the wall. The movement of her hand.
It's clearly a bald head, and after the painting is finished, I dot a few strokes on the back, and make a gesture of erasing it.
After a while I drew a butterfly, a cabbage butterfly.
Fayin frowned, as if thinking about something.
When Bai Qi returned to the warehouse, he didn't see anything, and Sister-in-law Lin lay quietly on her stomach in the afternoon, occasionally drinking water.
Start preparing for your next day's intimate diary.
"He and I have done a lot for this family, and it's not easy for us. The children's tuition, the money of the three old people, and the daily expenses are very much. The salary is not high, and there is no education, the baby is already in school, do we have to save money..."
Bai Qi read these words to the three people present. The first time I couldn't pronounce a lot of words, the second time I was much smoother.
Lasse was playing with his fingers with his head down, and he didn't know if he heard or not.
Dharma Yin whispered the scriptures. Sister-in-law Lin closed her eyes and tilted her head to the side.
A private diary for the next day.
Sister-in-law Lin:
Empty, I can't think of anything, I can't think of anything, the doctor said that you don't need to write 2,000 words, you can write as much as you want, then I will write less. Wata's dad,.
If you don't have the money to study for a nine-year obligation, it's better to change the living environment, so that others don't know about those things, and my children and I can not be disturbed.
I don't know if it's okay or not, and the psychiatrist doesn't provide psychological counseling, so why do you just paint? The baby looks like she hasn't slept for a long time, her spirit is poor, and she has lost her nap. I also have a headache.
I feel very irritable today, and I want to turn on the lights tomorrow, right? Master Fayin has been with us for a long time, and I have to thank him.
Lasse:
I don't write anything, will they lie to me?
Only this one sentence, which was also torn off before, was written very finely on the front paper, and some of it was eaten, and all the rest were thrown messily under the table.