Gu Liang took the drawing board from my hand, and Bai Jiuzhen pushed the brim of his hat with his fingers and looked at it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Their expressions were noticeably much more normal than mine.

"Thanks, good drawing." Bai Jiuzhen said calmly while admiring.

The painter was also pleased, smiled and nodded, and left our seats.

I looked at Bai Jiuzhen with wide eyes and confusion: "Do you really not mind?" "I think if it were me, I might be angry, after all, I always feel weird to be drawn so emotionally by a person of the same sex.

"Why should I be angry? It's a blessing to be appreciated. As he spoke, he tuffled the shredded hair in front of him twice.

This demon is indeed not simple, if the demeanor of the year is still unknown, I don't know how many people's hearts will be lost. Recalling that at that time, he was dressed in a white robe, not stained with any dirt, with delicate and bewitching eyebrows and eyes, and a faint feminine appearance on his cheeks and eyes.

Bai Jiuzhen, Bai Jiuzhen...

If I hadn't known what you really were, I wouldn't have escaped the fate of being deceived.

Where does he look like the prince of the ghost clan, he is completely a male vixen, huh? His mother shouldn't be really...

While I was thinking about it, the train had slowly stopped, and the two of them were holding their luggage and I was about to get off with the group.

Because the flow of people was slow, I sat down in the aisle and waited, and when I looked at the sketchpad in my hand again, I realized that I liked the sketch too.

In the lower right corner of the whole picture is a signature in artistic font, which is also too artistic... I had a hard time identifying the name of the painter.

The two words should be correct, there is a 'heart' in the middle, as if there is a 'soil'.

Forget・Dust?

Forget the dust・・・A familiar name.

"Ah!!! I slammed up from my seat, and the people next to me looked at me strangely.

"Gu Liang!! Gu Liang!! He didn't know what was going on and looked at me in bewilderment.

"It's that person! It's that baby!! Nervous, he didn't know how to express it, and pointed to him in a panic with the name on the painting.

Gu Liang glanced at it, and just smiled faintly: "It's really a coincidence, it seems that he is about to find something that belongs to him." ”

Why wasn't he excited? Did I make a fuss??

As I stepped off the train, I tried to look for the painter in the crowd, but he seemed to have completely disappeared from the platform.

"Xiaowei..." I suddenly heard someone shouting my name, and in the crowd I saw my father and mother, who were smiling and walking towards me.

Running to them quickly, a happy reunion always moves me to tears.

"Dad, Mom, didn't I let you come over? I will go back with my friends. Holding my mother's hand, I haven't held it properly in my hand for a long time, and some of the chapped skin seems to have a few more scars left by time.

"Silly boy knows that you are coming back, how can your father and I still sit at home."

I looked at my mother's concerned gaze, the permed curls were very fluffy, the face was painted with light makeup, all the touches were hiding the passage of time, the crow's feet at the corners of the eyes and the folds on the neck were indeed the most difficult to hide.

Dad's short sideburns may have been because I didn't have time to dye it when I came home suddenly.

"Xiaowei, they are..." Mom looked at the two men behind me.

I just remembered to introduce: "Uh...

Gu Liang pulled the suitcase as if it was a model walking down from the cover of a magazine, and Bai Jiuzhen on the other side was carrying a shoulder bag, a gust of wind blew, and his hair covered half of his face.

"They're all my colleagues, and they know I'm afraid it won't be safe when I go home, so they're coming along..."

"Oh, what a good colleague, then come home and sit with us." Mom pushed Dad and asked him to take the suitcase in Gu Liang's hand.

"It's okay uncle, I'll take it, my name is Gu Liang, it's a pleasure to meet you." Gu Liang introduced himself politely, and his warm smile brought people a sense of reassurance.

Mom walked to Bai Jiuzhen's side and wanted to take off the backpack on his shoulder: "This girl is really tall, come, let Auntie help you get it." ”

I almost fainted when I slapped my head, are all women who have long hair in my mother's eyes?

"Mom~~~ He's Bai Jiuzhen, a man..." I explained awkwardly.

"Huh?? Is it a man's? ”

Seeing that my mother's expression was still uncertain, she looked at Bai Jiuzhen's figure carefully, and her eyes stopped at the flat chest before nodding reservedly.

My hometown is not very big, so it doesn't take me more than 10 minutes to get home from the train station, and the roads are not wide, the gray buildings, and the quiet alleys are not much different from when I came back last year.

Passing by the gate of my neighborhood, the familiar madwoman was still standing.

I have known her since I was very young, and no matter how windy or rainy, cloudy or sunny, she always stood by the gate of the community, muttering to herself, as if she was waiting for someone to return.

I had asked my mom about her story, but even though we had been living in this old neighborhood, not many people knew anything about crazy women.

All I know is that she may be in her forties, living alone, picking up food from the garbage heap or things from the neighborhood to make a living.

In fact, when I was a child, I was very afraid of her, because I felt that I couldn't see the existence of emotion in her eyes, for fear that one day she would suddenly fall ill and come to beat me.

But as I grew older, I realized that my worries were completely unnecessary, because this crazy woman or stupid woman only lived in her own world.

The taxi drove all the way downstairs, everyone was heading down the hallway, and I was still looking at the woman.

"Xiaowei, what's wrong?" Gu Liang stood next to me and asked me in a low voice.

"It's nothing, I just think she's pitiful, she's still standing here after so many years." I reluctantly turned around and headed upstairs.

Not much has changed in the house, except for the new sofa in the living room, yellowed wallpaper, less glossy floors, dark brown wooden coffee tables, and two hanging baskets hanging in the house.

It's still a familiar look, it's still a familiar fragrance.

"Comrade Xiao Gu, Comrade Xiao Bai, you sit down first, and I'll pour you some water." Dad greeted them warmly, Gu Liang didn't walk to the sofa but pulled his arm, and said with a smile: "Uncle, don't be busy, we are not thirsty, we drank a lot of water on the train just now, and you can also sit down and talk for a while." ”

"Oh~~ Okay, then sit down." Dad was persuaded by him and sat down on the sofa.

I watched their actions vigilantly, how did I feel like my father was fascinated by Gu Liang, as if as long as he opened his mouth, he would agree with whatever he said.

My mother suddenly took my hand and walked into the kitchen, she looked very careful, and asked me softly, "What is the relationship between these two colleagues you brought back and you?" ”

Uh... Don't say it has anything to do with it, you should let your parents feel it first.

"Mom~~ They and I are colleagues, nothing else, but Mom, what do you think of Gu Liang?"

My mother glanced at me with a complaining expression: "It's okay to bring it home, there will be guests at home in a while, I'll go cook first, you can greet these colleagues." ”

With that, she pushed me out of the kitchen door, leaving me with a blank look on my face...