At this moment, An Yi didn't know if she was herself or not.

All she knew was that time seemed to go back to the past at this moment.

She has been a child who loves to paint since she was a child, and her talent in painting is also outstanding, her personality is very demure, no matter when and where, as long as she has a paintbrush in her hand, she can paint happily all day.

Although the family is not wealthy, her parents and her brother Anri, who is seven years older than her, both supported her development in painting.

Professional painting is indeed an extremely expensive thing, and it is especially burdensome for this working-class family.

was supposed to grit her teeth and support it, until last year, when her parents died in a car accident......

My brother, who was a sophomore at the time, wanted to drop out of school to work and take on the responsibility of supporting his younger sister, including continuing to support her dream of painting.

But An Yi tore apart a painting he had just painted in front of his brother, and then sealed all the painting tools, just pursed his lips, stared at his brother with big eyes full of mist, word by word, and said very firmly: "I don't want to paint anymore." ”

At that time, she had just entered the city's best key middle school - Changling No. 1 High School as an art student.

In the end, his brother Anritsu did not drop out of school, he worked harder to learn his program major, and worked as a waiter, cashier, and tutor in his spare time, and then came back every day to take care of his sister, cook for her, and do housework...... He can only use this way to reduce the self-blame in his heart.

Why did my sister give up her favorite painting? Because of his studies, of course.

And knowing how stubborn his sister's character is, this way to deal with it is already the best result, anyway, he will graduate from college in the future, and the programming major is still very popular, and then continue to support his sister's dream!

But An Yi, who lost her paintbrush, was like an eagle losing its wings, the fish left the sea, and she was not interested in other subjects, so she was abandoned throughout the first semester of her first year of high school, and she even wanted to go out to work in order to repay the debt she owed to her brother. But this is the only thing that has been categorically stopped by Anritsu, who has always followed his sister!

The Celestial Empire of this world has twelve years of compulsory education, but if you go to high school purely, Anri can still afford it.

In such a situation, An Yi, who is always in a melancholy state, merges with a person who is optimistic by nature, has no heart and lungs, and only loves the second dimension, regardless of each other.

"In the final analysis, this qiē is a matter of money." An Yi sighed, "Now that I am you and you are me, then, I will inherit your dream." ”

Anyway, there is no real conflict between painting and her hobby, but rather the two complement each other!

An Yi, who liked anime very much in her previous life, has always wanted to be a cartoonist or illustrator or something, and draw all the two-dimensional beautiful girls she likes, but she doesn't have the talent and capital at all.

But at this time, when she came into contact with these dusty painting tools, the feeling that seemed to be good at it as if it was deep in the bone marrow surged all over her body!

She was inexplicably excited, and then took out all the painting tools in one go, and arranged them very skillfully, in fact, this not very large study room can also be regarded as her studio, and the stands are all in the corner.

She had a strong urge to paint something, what should she paint?

She puffed up her cheeks, but through the window in the study, she saw the same community suites outside, the style of these suites is not old, and the difference between her previous world is not much, this familiar atmosphere, makes her feel quite safe, if you see a ruin outside, zombies are rampant, it will be over......

Although she is interested in post-apocalyptic zombie games, novels, movies, and anime, it doesn't mean that she really wants to travel into this terrifying world.

Her gaze withdrew from the outside, and suddenly rested on the figure reflected in the window, and the beautiful silhouette could be faintly seen, and she gently rested her hand on the figure in the window, paused, and then thought of what she should draw.

What she wanted to paint was this girl named "An Yi", and before that, "An Yi" had never painted a self-portrait.

She quickly took action, and when she gradually sketched the appearance of "An Yi" with a pencil, she felt a strong sense of fulfillment and accomplishment, and she even felt that her blood was burning!

A few hours passed imperceptibly, and she was still immersed in this "self-portrait", perfecting its details little by little......

Her face showed a heartfelt pleasure, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and the light of the setting sun seemed to be the best viewer of this portrait, and it could not wait to enter through the window and caress the painting, and her delicate and beautiful cheeks were also half open in the halo of the setting sun.

This qiē seems to have become the most beautiful silhouette.

Because both her paintings and her people are gorgeous to the extreme.

At this time, his brother Anritsu, who had just returned home and still had vegetables in his hand, was standing quietly at the door of the study, his glasses on the bridge of his nose reflecting the light, so he couldn't see his real eyes.

He stood for a long time, not knowing what was silent.

The whole time, he did not bother his sister, but went to the kitchen and skillfully cooked dinner.

An Yi spent a whole afternoon to complete a sketch of a self-portrait, which is already very good, and she is very satisfied with her results, the long-haired girl in the painting, with a delicate melon seed face, looks very weak on the outside, but in stark contrast to her weak appearance, it is her big eyes, exuding high fighting spirit!

An Yi who doesn't have a paintbrush in his hand, and An Yi who has a paintbrush are just two people!

When An Yi came out of the study, she had already seen the dinner on the table, which was not sumptuous but very appetizing, and her dishes and chopsticks were ready.

She finally saw her only relative in this world, Anritsu, and the residual memories of her body made her feel a sense of dependence very naturally.

However, she noticed at the same time that An Li's face was deeply tired, obviously he should be the youngest and most energetic age, but with his eyes, his whole personality was as deep as his father's. And on his hands, chilblains are all over the ...... This made An Yi's heart ache.

Anritsu sat there quietly, his hands folded, his chin resting on it, and he didn't say a word.

Until he saw his sister come out, on his very handsome and indifferent cheeks, the tiredness was instantly swept away, he lifted his glasses, showed a warm smile, and he said in the most earnest tone: "Xiaoyi, keep drawing, just like today, keep drawing!" This is the real you......"

"With my brother here, you don't have to worry about anything, just do what you like best." Anritsu's glasses reflect a sharp light!

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