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In that moment, he thought he was dreaming.

The girl who had been thinking about it all day and night appeared in front of him without warning, and he trembled all over, and his heart was bombarded with warmth, surprise, and uneasiness, so that he stared blankly at Xia No for a long time without responding.

Charno had just arrived, carrying a sketchpad and tools for painting on the street, and she set up a sketchpad and some personal works by a bench not far away, and soon someone asked her to sketch.

In 2001, Xia Nuo was 17 years old and 2 months away, his delicate little face was childish, his facial features were clear, his hair was a very fashionable bobhair of that era, he was wearing a pair of black and white NB jogging shoes under his feet, navy blue denim shorts with a white cotton vest, his legs were long and white, and the best thing was his eyes, clean and clear, like water, but harder than water.

Xia Nuo paints sketches, because painting on the street is fast, realistic sketching takes four or five hours and no buyer is willing to wait, sketching is much faster, one hour is enough, and Xia Nuo is a top student of Nishizawa Academy of Fine Arts, the level is really high, and most customers can be satisfied, and some generous customers even give Xia Nuo more money, which is considered a tip.

When Xia Nuo was painting, Gu Bei was looking at her not far away, looking at her eyebrows and eyes, looking at her painting, quiet, focused, the bright sun sprinkled on her body, there was a beauty that made Gu Bei's heart tremble.

Just watched and waited, Gu Bei didn't know how long it had been, anyway, when Xia Nuo finished sketching a person, there were no new customers behind, so Gu Beiqiang stood up with his weak knees and walked over.

In just a few dozen steps, Gu Bei walked very hard, the closer he got to Xia Nuo, the faster his heart beated, a spasm similar to a swing made his hands and feet tremble, and when he walked in front of Xia Nuo, looking at Xia Nuo's familiar and delicate face, he felt that his whole body was about to collapse.

Xia Nuo looked at him with a strange expression and asked, "Is there something wrong with you?"

Gu Bei wanted to laugh, but he really couldn't laugh; Gu Bei thought that he shouldn't be so gaffe, but he really couldn't control himself: "Help me draw a picture." ”

Xia Nuo said: "Sketch 50 pieces. ”

Gu Bei nodded and said he knew.

"You sit down. Xano gestured to the chair across from him.

Gu Bei nodded, and then sat on the small folding stool, his body was so stiff that he couldn't move, his eyes looked at Nuo Nuo opposite, a warm current filled his heart, his brain was very chaotic, he couldn't think about anything at all, he wanted to open his mouth a few times, but he didn't know what to say, for fear of scaring Nuo Nuo, this was the only girl he had ever loved in his previous life!

When he was painting, Xia Nuo was also looking at Gu Bei, and found that this boy didn't move like a piece of wood, and the expression on his face was also very strange, so he said, "You can move, it's done quickly, it won't have an impact." ”

"Oh, thank you. Gu Bei showed a smile, but unfortunately Xia Nuo didn't look at him at all, Gu Bei couldn't help but feel a little anxious, he wanted to find a topic to talk to Nuo Nuo several times, but Nuo Nuo didn't like to talk, she had an aura that was difficult to approach, and Gu Bei's clever mouth was useless.

When Gu Beizheng was running out of donkey skills, he suddenly saw several vans stop at the entrance of Yuefang Square, with the word "chengguan" on the wagon, the door was pushed open, and four or five men in uniform jumped out.

"Let's go, the chengguan is here!"

Gu Bei reacted immediately, he was very familiar with reaching out to pick up Xia Nuo's tripod and small folding stool, Xia Nuo was obviously more familiar with this situation, and immediately ran directly towards the back street of Yuefang Times Square with a drawing board, painting tools and a few paintings.

"Don't run!"

The chengguan found Xia Nuo and immediately chased after him.

Yuefang Times Square is not allowed to set up stalls, and street painting is also counted in it, but Xia Nuo is obviously often chased and intercepted by the chengguan, and is very familiar with the terrain of this generation.

In the process of running, Gu Bei looked at the clear girl running in front, in a trance, he seemed to have returned to the past, the days when he was chased by the chengguan by the chengguan when he was painting on the street with Xia Nuo, every time Gu Bei stood next to him and sentry, Xia Nuo concentrated on painting to make money, and when he met the chengguan, the two of them drilled into the alley, ran and ran, ran and ran, ran and sweated profusely, and laughed because of the chengguan play.

These good memories came to his heart, and Gu Bei's mind was so strong that he ran over the place where he turned the corner, until he heard Xia Nuo shouting behind him: "Hey! Who, stop!", Gu Bei reacted, and hurriedly went back, looking at Xia Nuo leaning against the wall panting, with fine sweat on his little face, so he took out a napkin and handed it over: "Wipe it." ”

Xia Nuo said thank you, wiped his sweat, and then opened the black NIKE backpack and took out all the money, 5 yuan, 10 yuan, 50 yuan, 100 yuan very little, Xia Nuo counted it seriously like a little rich slave.

After counting, Xia Nuo took the sketch from the drawing board and handed it to Gu Bei, then spread out his palm: "Your painting has been painted, charge you 50 and give money." ”

Gu Bei took the painting, took out 50 yuan and handed it to Xia Nuo.

Xia Nuo took the money and pointed to the drawing board and tripod that Gu Bei was carrying: "Give me something." ”

Gu Bei smiled: "I'll help you lift it, it's a bit heavy." ”

Xia Nuo glanced at Gu Bei, the strange thing was that she didn't say anything, turned her head and walked in front, Gu Bei followed behind with a dead face, Xia Nuo took the money and ran to the convenience store next to it, all of which were exchanged for a full hundred, a total of 2950, which was the money she earned from painting on the street in the past two months.

Xia Nuo took out 950 yuan to buy things, 29 picture books, 29 boxes of watercolor pens, 29 exercise books, and also bought some candy and biscuits, clothes for children and small toy dolls.

Gu Bei finally knew why Xia Nuo didn't drive him away, free coolies, he carried a few big bags of things and got into a taxi with Xia Nuo, passed through Qingchuan City in the afternoon, came to Wutong Road in a circle, entered a secluded alley, and finally stopped in front of a compound built in the fifties and sixties of the last century.

The red paint of the gate of the compound has peeled off, exuding a musty smell, inside is a flat land, dark, narrow, the ground is pitted, a few crooked grass is the only color, the hall and the hut on the right are full of garbage and children's clothes, although tidy enough, but can not hide the strong and unpleasant smell.

A group of children were playing in the yard, the eldest was thirteen or fourteen years old, and the youngest was only four or five years old, their clothes were dirty and torn, Gu Bei counted, no more, no less, exactly 29, 6 of them had obvious disabilities, hand, feet, and eyes, or were mentally handicapped.

"Wow, Sister Nono is here!"

The children saw Xia Nuo pounce on him, his dirty little hands pulled Xia Nuo's sleeves, and his red little dirty faces were full of happy smiles, until Gu Bei waved the big bags of toys, snacks and writing books in his hands, and the group of little people let go of their sister Nuo and surrounded Gu Bei to ask for gifts.

Xia Nuo said: "Don't rob, everyone has it." ”

Sending the gifts to the children one by one, Gu Bei found that the favorite of this group of little ones was not snacks and toys, but picture albums, writing books and fairy tale books, so Gu Bei took "Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales" to tell them stories, he flipped to "The Little Match Girl", he was too sad to tell it, he talked about "Cinderella and Prince Charming", "Seven Dwarfs", "Ugly Duckling", in the process of telling the story, Gu Bei saw an old man talking loudly to Xia Nuo.

The old man is the owner of this small courtyard, and usually makes a living by picking up broken glass, old paper shells, and waste bottles.

This group of children are abandoned babies picked up by the elderly, there were originally 47, picked up from garbage heaps, hospitals, train stations, bus stations, almost all of them were born sick, so far, a total of 7 children have died, 11 were taken away by others, 29 in the yard, no one wants.

Xia Nuo's arrival made the old man very happy, and he kept saying that this group of children missed her, and always said why Sister Nuo Nuo didn't come yet.

All the 2,000 yuan on his body, Xia Nuo took it out and handed it to the old man, the old man held Xia Nuo's hand, stuffed the money back to Xia Nuo, stuffed it hard, and said loudly: "Thank you, child, you are still young, so much money is expensive, just come and see this group of children, they are all worried about you, no money, really, you can't ask for your money every time." ”

After all, Xia Nuo left the money to the old man, or rather to the children.

When he went out, the old man stood at the door of the house and looked at Xia Nuo and Gu Bei, and kept waving his hands to them, when Gu Bei turned around, he found that the 29 little ones were waving their little hands vigorously, and the dirty little faces had been washed by Xia Nuo, with a smile, very innocent, like 29 flowers.

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PS：

The results of this book have been average.

I think readers should be able to see between the lines how much effort I have spent, it can be said that every sentence I have repeatedly scrutinized and considered before writing, writing is very tired, I hope to be able to get the affirmation and support of book friends, write a good place to encourage, write a bad place can be advised.

I will listen to your thoughts with humility and sincerity.

Today is Monday.,The novel is on the recommendation position.,I hope book friends vote for the recommendation and collect it.。

I really want to hit the new book list.

If you don't rush this week, you won't have a chance when the new book period is over.

Reward my book friends, thank you here, because my energy is all on the code word, and most of them are old book friends who have read my novels for many years, so I don't have a little name, I remember it in my heart, thank you.