November, early winter.

In the early morning, the breeze was cold, Lin Xiaomu felt that this year's winter came very early, and she couldn't help but shiver when she got out of bed.

Today's dormitory is unusually quiet, because everyone has gone home for the winter, it happens to be the weekend, and there are more people walking, and there are not many people in the entire women's dormitory building, even Yu Yun, who is thousands of miles away from home, was urged by her family to take the train home early for the holiday.

She packed up her painting tools, packed her small bags, and prepared to go to Yushan Park on the outskirts of H City to help passers-by paint portraits and earn some extra money.

Yushan Park, which used to be surrounded by greenery, seems to be a little cold and withered in this season, and the green trees are now half yellow and half green reflecting each other, and the dusk leaves are scattered with the wind, like the withered palm of an old woman.

Lin Xiaomu chose a position on the left side of the entrance of the park, because there is a large shopping plaza three or four hundred meters next to the park, and many people will pass through this location, so the flow of people here is still quite large.

Lin Xiaomu wore an orange knitted woolen warm hat today, and her thick hair was softly draped on her back. The pale pink woolen coat and the beautiful girl's face are like a budding perfume lily, revealing a burst of youthful and youthful breath, which makes the passing crowd cast amazing eyes from time to time.

At noon, there were more and more people watching the paintings around Lin Xiaomu.

Business is good today, maybe it's a good holiday season, and her guests are all families and couples.

In the process of painting, she easily captured their happiness from the inside out, and it was deeply affected by her, because she was homesick too! She was so forgetful that she was drawing, the tip of her pen rustling on the paper, the laughter of children, the admiration of the crowd, she was completely unaware.

So much so that a tall man stood behind her for a long time, and she didn't know it.

The man's burning gaze fell on Lin Xiaomu's drawing paper, and the family of three in the painting was close together, overflowing with a warm sense of warmth.

Gradually, the crowd gradually dispersed, Lin Xiaomu shivered with cold, she exhaled, ready to take a nap.

"Draw one for me. ”

Suddenly, a sound came from behind, and Lin Xiaomu's back was cold, and he was taken aback. She turned around and saw that it was the haunting ice mound face, and her face was not looking good for a moment.

Lin Xiaomu was silent, except that she really wanted to rest for a while, she really didn't want to pay attention to this person anymore.

Every time you meet this person, nothing good happens.

So, she deliberately glanced at him, didn't reply to him, lowered her head and subconsciously packed up her painting utensils and prepared to leave.

"What, no longer in business?"

"It's not that you don't do business, it's not your business!"

"It's a big breath, and I'm going to pick guests. ”

"Yes, so what? You go quickly, so that you don't have to worry about watching. Lin Xiaomu had already packed all the painting tools and put them in the tool box, and when he stood up, he saw that the annoying man was sitting on the stool opposite the stand with one arrow step.

"Are you a scoundrel?"

Yan Sheng looked at Lin Xiaomu in front of him with his hands on his waist, very funny. I just like the pleasure of teasing her.

"Don't talk so much nonsense, draw quickly, and I'll leave when I'm done. ”

Lin Xiaomu saw the man with Erlang's legs crossed, his hands were folded, and he looked domineering. She was angry and helpless, he was a big man who was almost 1.9 meters old and refused to leave her small stool, and she was also out of line.

So, Lin Xiaomu had to take out the painting tools again, lay out the blank paper, prepare properly, and accept the task that made her speechless.

The man on the other side was still calm and arrogant. He looked at Lin Xiaomu, as if he wanted to see her through.

At the moment when she put down the pen, Lin Xiaomu suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and the brushstrokes immediately rustled on the drawing paper, and after two efforts, she stopped the pen in her hand and said, "It's done." ”

So she began to pack up her things again, as if she were sending someone away.

Ever since he saw the woman's eyebrows twitch and a strange smile on the corner of her mouth, he had a sense of foreboding in his heart.

Sure enough, when he got the drawing paper, a huge sketch turtle appeared in front of him. The turtle painting is lifelike, the turtle shell has clear lines, the limbs are thick, and at the end, the ** turned around and showed a mysterious smile.

"Haha, how about it, it's okay, today's holiday, I won't accept your Mr. Yan's money, I'll give it to you!"

Yan Sheng's brows furrowed tightly, and the next moment he immediately crumpled the drawing paper into a ball, and just when the mobile phone rang at this time, Yang Xiaochang called damnly, informing the company that there was an urgent matter waiting for Yan Sheng to go back to deal with, so he glared at Lin Xiaomu angrily and left in a daze.

Lin Xiaomu saw him so angry for the first time that his face turned green, and he was in an inexplicably good mood.

Hmph, giving you the turtle king bastard is considered to give you face!

The car door was violently pulled by Yan Sheng, who was angry in his heart, and it closed with a loud "bang". What's even more annoying is that when he sat down, he found that he was still holding the piece of paper, and he was really speechless to himself.

So he casually threw it in the co-pilot's position, the irritability and depression in his heart could not be vented, he was not angry with Lin Xiaomu, but he was angry at himself that he couldn't help but take the initiative to provoke Lin Xiaomu. He knew that he would not end well by doing this, but when he saw Lin Xiaomu when he drove by here, he couldn't help but brake, and then he went out of his way to provoke that woman.

He rolled down the window and let the cold wind rush towards him, as if the wind had turned into thousands of palms and kept slapping his face to make him sober up what he was doing!

Halfway through, the sky was overcast, and the dark clouds were gathering more and more. Gradually, when the wind blew, raindrops the size of beans hit the face.

The crowd of people crossing the zebra crossing fled in a hurry like people in distress, who would have thought that after a morning of wind and sunshine, it would be a torrential rain.

He slowed down suddenly, because he remembered that the dead woman didn't seem to have an umbrella with her.

So, are you going to go back and rescue her?

No, whoever goes back is really a turtle bastard!

……

Forget it, just think of it as a good deed.

After some fierce mental struggle, he hit one wheel to the right, and then quickly hit two wheels to the left, running in the direction of Yushan Park.