He Yingzi's side is always so noisy.

Shen Xue closed the window and closed the door: she stood there like a supernatural statue poured by sadness.

"Xue Xue has breakfast! Xue Xue has breakfast!" Shen Xue's mother, Shen Jierong, shouted like that, hoping that Shen Xue would open the door of the room early to bring the carefully prepared breakfast ----.

But it's strange that Shen Xue's room doesn't have any echo......

Hearing her mother's shout, Shen Xue opened her eyes and looked ahead in a daze.

"Huaming Station! Huaming Station! Passengers, please don't forget your luggage!" At this time, Shen Xue was still pulling the two rings and looking ahead with her eyes distracted.

The passengers next to Shen Xue were very polite and lined up around Shen Xue, and they got off one after another in an orderly manner, Shen Xue was still ----, she was like a statue, her eyes were dull, and she no longer emitted a subtle light......

An old man sitting opposite Shen Xue had white hair and white beard, he patted his wife's shoulder and said softly, "Let's go down!"

"Let's go!" his wife glanced at him, then stood up slowly, and glanced at the stunned Shen Xue and moved thoughtfully.

When she passed in front of Shen Xue, she noticed that Shen Xue was holding the ring with both hands, her eyes were just staring, but she seemed to have lost all consciousness.

"Was this kid hit by a ghost?" Thinking of this, the old man was slightly stunned, and ordered his heart to calm down.

"No, this kid is definitely not normal!" Thinking of this, the old man quickly turned his face from Shen Xue's face to his wife's.

"Look at her----" The old man pulled down his wife's shirt and pointed at Shen Xue with a suspicious face!

"Hey, little girl, you're here!" Just as Shen Xue fell into some kind of dream, another woman of the same age who came from the opposite side patted her with her palm.

"This girl is definitely not normal! When the train shook just now, her body stiffened, like a zombie who had been hit by an evil spirit......" patted Shen Xue, seeing that she didn't react, the old man turned his gaze to the same age couple who were also confused.

Shen Xue still didn't react, she just grabbed the two rings and looked ahead in a daze......

"The little girl has arrived!" patted the old man who still hadn't seen her move, and raised his right hand again and patted Shen Xue's arm hanging in the air.

"Ahh

"Flight attendant, flight attendant, the situation is not right here!"

"Xuexue fruit is put on the small shelf in front of the door, remember to eat!" Shen Jierong said as she put the mangoes, apples, kiwis, and fruits on a small plate, and then filled the rest of the sandwich cake into her mouth, and without waiting for Shen Xue to answer, she turned around and left.

"Mom, you have tooth decay, eat less sweets, anyway, my fruit will be divided into one-third for you!" Shen Xue gave her mother enough living expenses every time, although her mother's Western restaurant was profitable, Shen Xue felt that she had to be independent.

Because, Shen Xue is a child without a father.

The neighbor uncle said. Shen Xue's father was abducted by a veritable bad woman.

That bad woman is 50 years old and is engaged in the art of drawing.

It is the physical art that everyone is accustomed to in the Internet age---- also called realism.

It is said that she modeled many young men with families and dedicated her body to them, but with little effect.

It is said that the female painter named Katsura never drew a sketch that could be seen.

Recently, Guizi has always been in and out of Yinliu Street, and when he saw He Yingzi, he felt very familiar.

"Why do you always have apricots?" asked Katsurako, curious.

"Because apricots are my life---- without them I have nothing. He Yingzi who spoke, with an indifferent face, it was obvious that she was not interested in same-sex sisters.

Her neighbors have rumored ---- that she has fallen for the Nightmare and only paints men's sketches. Once, a neighbor's grandmother saw that her door was cracking, so she secretly opened the door and whispered: "Guizi Guizi---- are you at home?!"

Without an answer, the old woman crept in with a crutch.

"Ha: Guizi, aren't you there?" The old man who had already entered Guizi's room looked up left and right, but he couldn't see anyone.

"Ah!?Are you still human?" When the old man looked up, he found He Gui's sketch hanging on the wall.

It turned out to be all men*!

"You damn girl! I'll knock you to death!" the old lady went crazy, and took a crutch and knocked the 25 men* photos on the wall like falling flowers and chicken feathers all over the ground.

"How did you grow up to be 50 years old, and you know the destiny of heaven, and you still draw these ----, it is really people's interests, it turns out to be so different!" the old lady waved her crutches with her big feet.

The old man's surname is Lu Shuiyi, her mind is bold and emancipated, she lets go of her father's wrapped little feet, and runs her xiaolongbao shop every day.

I didn't expect that there are such obscene human beings in the world who actually eat men's * as food!

"Hmph, it's a living creature!" the angry old man squandered his temper and ran to the black market.

"Hehe: Mom, you ...... today" I didn't expect to meet my baby daughter Qingqing just after going out of the home of the popular performance art painter He Gui.

"Mom, I've made eggplant shredded meat noodles and wait for you and Dad's birthday!" Qingqing's sweet smile is like a piece of sunshine gold that no one can overthrow.

Looking at her daughter's simple smile, Lu Shuiyi's heart was indescribably sweet.

"Hehe, people in the year of the sixtieth birthday, every birthday can be spent with the wife, since the daughter grew up, the longevity noodles are always made by the daughter---- daughter has to make handmade noodles, saying that the handmade noodles nourish the stomach and nourish the body......" Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help laughing. ……

In just 3 years, He Gui has painted 25 pairs.

She paints one by one, but none of them make outsiders look beautiful.

"This is my paradise! none of you want to touch them!" The bad woman not only paints * sketches of the opposite sex, but she is also hostile to every female fellow female who has anything to do with her male model.

(To be continued.) )>