In the early hours of the morning, after a sound of soo in the bedroom, Daiyu was dressed in yellow pajamas, turned over from the wooden bed and sat up, with the help of the faint light outside the window, groped for the pale yellow slippers, walked to the window, and looked into the distance. {We don't write novels, we're just web text porters-

The whole city is still asleep, the lights are still shining outside the high-rise buildings, and only the occasional passing car on the road is a speeding car.

Mother, Yu'er can't sleep today, so she simply gets up and talks to her mother, the past is like smoke, Yu'er always felt that her days were like years, but now she feels that her life is going so fast. Mother, you know what? Today is a special day – Mother's Day. It is a mother's festival, in our time, although we also advocate filial piety, but never let women get such an honor, if you were there, how nice it would be! Alas, the son wants to raise but does not wait.

But mother, Yu'er is very lucky, there are parents who love me here, you can rest assured. After a while, Yu'er will take the college entrance examination, although Yu'er still can't fully understand what the college entrance examination means, but Yu'er will definitely work hard.

"Poof-" A faint blue light emitted and shook in front of Daiyu's eyes. Mother, did you hear me? Daiyu looked down at the jade bracelet on her wrist and gently stroked it with her other hand.

Mother, although you left Yu'er early, your appearance has always been deeply imprinted in my mind. Mother, I firmly believe that one day, we will meet again, and I will see your beautiful face again, and hear your gentle words again.

"Smack!" Daiyu turned around and lit the lamp, walked to the easel that had been laid, picked up the brush, stroke by stroke, on the smooth silk cloth, depicted a figure with low eyebrows and drooping eyes, but warm as water, behind is a deep path, two rows of green bamboos looming......

What would a mother look like if she didn't wear a long skirt with water sleeves and changed into a cheongsam? Daiyu pondered with her cheeks back, and the faint ink seemed to be difficult to highlight her mother's charm, so it was better to have a combination of Chinese and Western.

Daiyu got up and took out oil paints, brushes and palettes, turned around and went to the bathroom, brought water, arranged them one by one, and put them on the push blue next to her, and then began to adjust the colors seriously......

A pair of rippling eyes, a firm little nose, and a pair of slightly upturned corners of the mouth with a shallow smile. A head of black hair was slightly sideways to the chest, as soft and shiny as satin, and a lace light blue headband was tied on the top of the head. Wearing a knee-length robe of the same color and dark flowers, revealing a pair of plump and well-proportioned arms like white tender lotus roots, and a pair of slender, equally well-proportioned calves, showing the woman's graceful posture.

Wow! It's beautiful! A sudden cry scared Daiyu to the core, she turned around and saw Guo Siyu standing behind her, wearing a nightdress, with her hair scattered, standing behind her with her mouth open.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Slender ran in from the next bedroom, barefoot and with hazy sleepy eyes, and the corners of her mouth were still drooling.

"Guo Siyan, you are scared to death, and you don't knock when you come in." Daiyu instinctively stood up and blocked the frame.

"I'll see." Sisi raised her hand and tried to pull Daiyu away.

"No, it's not done yet." Daiyu still refused to let in.

"Okay Daidai, you made this early in the morning, how can you not show us." Sisi tried to get the resonance of Xian Xian, but when he turned around, Xian Xian, who was sleepy, saw that the two of them were fine, and had already reflexively left the study and poured back into the wooden bed.

Seeing that Daiyu still refused to compromise, Sisi rolled his eyes and approached Daiyu with a wicked smile, "If you don't show me, I'll call Luo Muzi up." ”

"That's what you want to see?" Daiyu punched Sisi, then shook her head, stretched out a finger, and shook it in front of Sisi, "It's a pity that this girl is not threatened!" ”

Sisi lives in the same bedroom with herself, as well as Xian Xian, and Luo Muzi, the four of them are equipped with a bedroom and a study, Luo Muzi is not light or heavy, and she either knocks down this thing on weekdays, or loses the book, so when you encounter something particularly important, you always take advantage of her absence, and quickly put it away in your bookcase, so as not to suffer losses in vain.

However, when the dormitory was first divided, no one was willing to live with Luo Muzi, and it was Daiyu who persuaded her roommate to let Luo Muzi join, so Luo Muzi respected Daiyu very much.

"I was wrong!" Seeing that Daiyu was unmoved, Sisi suddenly remembered this detail, she exaggeratedly pounced on Daiyu's side, hugged Daiyu's arm, and looked at the easel from Daiyu's shoulder, "I know, you painted the star Yan Qingqian." ”

Yan Qingqian? Daiyu was stunned, she slowly turned around and looked at the portrait.

"Wow, the combination of classical and modern, so beautiful that it doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, tsk, and a poem, my talented girl! Oops, I forgot to go to the bathroom......"

Sisi didn't notice the change in Daiyu's expression, and hurriedly left on her stomach, at this time, there was a slight light outside the window......