Rushing home from Wei Ran, it was not early, Zhong Kui walked towards home while humming a song, and a faint smile appeared on his face from time to time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Far away, Zhong Kui saw the lights in the yard on, Zhong Kui saw that the gate was also open, and the light shone from the yard to the door, Zhong Kui walked into the house and found that Mao Mo was sitting in the yard, painting quietly with headphones.

Zhong Kui quietly took out a stool from the room and sat next to him, watching him concentrate on what he was drawing.

The color of the ink is very heavy this time, I am used to seeing the sunset, the rising sun, the bright sun, the freshness of the clouds in the daytime, Zhong Kui can rarely see the ink concentrating on painting the night sky, the paper is spread, the color is from a touch of light white and then slowly transitions, gradually, the color becomes darker and darker, and slowly transforms into navy blue, dark blue, the ink is holding the palette in his hand, that kind of focused look, I haven't seen it for a long time.

After painting the night sky, Luo Mo looked down at the palette in his hand, and then at the paintings on the easel, and always felt that there was something shortcoming.

"Wouldn't it be too boring to have such a beautiful night sky, without the stars?" Zhong Kui saw that the ink was entangled, and said with a smile, the brush of the ink is becoming more and more refined, in fact, this night sky alone gives people a sense of tranquility and enjoyment, but after all, the painting still needs the finishing touch, otherwise it is a pity.

"yes, how can there be no stars in the night sky." Listening to Zhong Kui's words, he smiled, then threw the paintbrush into the bucket, took out a new paintbrush, and then concentrated on mixing the two silver colors of white and silver together, and then lightly filled the night sky with the beautiful starry sky.

It took a long time for the ink to finish this work.

"I just asked you to draw some stars, but I didn't expect you to draw a hanging Milky Way in the sky." Zhong Kui lay his head on the shoulder of the ink, looking at the paintings on the easel, the quiet night sky, the entangled, beautiful Milky Way stars, this work is really amazing.

"Come up with a name." Luo Mo turned his head, glanced at Zhong Kui, and said with a smile, in the past, as long as Zhong Kui sat next to him, the paintings he painted would always be named by Zhong Kui.

"It's called "The Depths of the Stars", the depths of the night sky must be as stunning as you painted." Zhong Kui looked at this work, silent in this painting for a long time and couldn't extricate himself, the ink painting can always give others a special feeling.

"Well, okay, I'm going to go to North America with my teacher in a few days, and I'll use this "Deep Stars" to see a painting contest in North America." Listening to Zhong Kui's painting, he smiled, looking at the painting in front of him, it seemed that his eyes were full of stars.

"With my blessing for your works, you will definitely get a good result, we must continue to work hard, win more awards in the world, and let people around the world see that a new star is rising." Zhong Kui patted the shoulder of the ink and had high hopes for the ink.

"Don't worry, when have I ever let you down." Luo Mo nodded, revealing two lovely tiger teeth, the wind blows, the bangs move, in fact, a young man like Luo Mo, standing here, has become a painting, I really don't know how God loves, actually carved such a delicate and outstanding work.

"Come inside, I've frozen to death, I've been drawing outside for so long." As soon as the wind blew, Zhong Kui shivered, took Luo Mo's cold hand, took Lu Mo's easel, and ran into the house with a smile.

Time is always fast, especially on the busy days of the New Year, and in the blink of an eye, the short vacation is already a few days away.

On this day, the rare sunshine is bright, the sky is clear, Zhong Kui sits in the bare sunflower garden, the winter has not passed, the whole sunflower garden is still bare, nothing is left, Zhong Kui lies on the huge stone, enjoying the feeling of the sun hitting his face, it seems that it has been a long time, not lying in the sun well, so comfortable.

The breeze blows, and the cold of winter is biting, and the warmth blows straight into the softest place in the heart, and sure enough, the sun can make Zhong Kui's heart ethereal, not thinking about anything, and not being sad.

"How did you suddenly think of coming to this place?" Wei Ran's voice sounded in Zhong Ran's ears, Zhong Kui opened his eyes and saw Wei Ran lying next to him, his hands behind his head, his eyes closed and enjoying the caress of the sun.

"This place is a place brought to me by a friend, and in just one year, the sunflowers in the sunflower garden have fallen into decay, and the people are gone." Zhong Kui leaned his head on Wei Ran's chest and said softly.

"In the summer, the sunflowers here are like the ocean, and when the wind blows, you will see the sunflowers swaying in the wind in the distance, and there is no end to the golden sunflowers, not to mention how amazing." Nakakui closed his eyes, thinking of the first time he saw the scene here, as if he only appeared in a TV series, and appeared in front of him.

"There will always be people left in life, someone will leave, life is like this, Zhong Kui, maybe everyone is a hurried guest in their own life, we have to look forward." Wei Ran gently hugged Zhong Kui and whispered softly in Zhong Kui's ear.

"What about you, will you disappear one day?" Zhong Kui closed his eyes, listened to Wei Ran's words, and whispered to himself.

"Unless you don't want me, Nakakui, you know, I won't leave you unless you don't want me anymore." Wei Ran raised Zhong Kui's face, lowered his head, and after saying it softly, he kissed it, Zhong Kui closed his eyes and smiled, it seemed that the surrounding bare ground was full of sunflowers all over the mountains, swaying in the wind.

He said he would never leave her unless she didn't want him anymore.

When I came back from Kwai Garden, it was already sunset.

"Hey, Nakhoi, where are you?" On the way, Mu Tingting called over, and her tone was a little low.

"It's almost home, Tingting, what's wrong?" Zhong Kui didn't hear the abnormality in Mu Tingting's voice, and said with a smile.

"You asked me to help you keep an eye on the whereabouts of the Zhong family, I took advantage of the drunkenness of one of my uncles in the army, and asked him a few words, and he said, that Zhong family, it seems that it is not moving, it is gone." Mu Tingting paused for a moment and said solemnly.

"What do you mean it's gone?" Zhong Kui didn't understand why Mu Tingting used such wording.

"It seems that because of what happened back then, that Zhongtian committed suicide at home, and everyone else seems to have been solved secretly." Mu Tingting seemed to know something, Zhong Kui, Zhong Jia, it seemed that they could be strung together, and Mu Tingting's tone was also a little nervous.

"Dead?" Zhong Kui listened to Mu Tingting's words, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, Mu Tingting said, her father committed suicide? Her brother, uncle, all gone? Isn't this a joke, how can it be.

"I just listened to what my uncle said, it seems that it was because he offended some people, he didn't know exactly what happened back then, after all, it was a high-level matter, and he also knew nothing, or it could be hearsay, Zhong Kui." Mu Tingting hurriedly said to the phone, but found that the phone was no longer sound, and Zhong Kui had already hung up the phone.

"How is it possible, how is this possible."