The wind sings, and looks southeast.

The flow is difficult to double, and the picks have not risen, causing a flower to be happy.

Fight for the uneven scissors, it doesn't hurt, and it will eventually become a mandarin duck brocade.

…………

Gu Xiaoxiao's brain is still up and down to dispel the haze, secretly hating that it has become tragic because of the release of neurotransmitters, and I wanted to print out the picture from the previous moment and then blacken it all, but isn't this close-up of the sudden close-up the Van Gogh that Aso has been looking for?

I always feel that the fate of the sky is pitying me at this moment, even if you are hot-headed, it is difficult to sleep and eat, but I still feel very hurt, and I am busy with the sound of pulling up the immediate results of the four or two thousand pounds, my confidant knows that there is not much left.

"Van Gogh?" Xiaoxiao put her worries aside for the time being, she knew that the most important thing now was to let Van Gogh and Aso meet.

The man lying on the ground is still dressed in the same outfit as he saw before, but Cheng Dù is worse than before, but what worries Xiaoxiao is not these so-called outfits, but the appearance of this man lying here is really terrifying, the last time he was a walking corpse, this time he directly lost his ability to move.

"Van Gogh! Hey, wake up......" Little knelt on the ground and stepped forward to pat the man's face, but he was like a puppet, just for viewing, you don't have to play with him, he will never show you any muscle traction of limbs, but the puppet's expression is not very eye-catching, and the appearance is not glamorous and exquisite.

After trying a few times and still there was no response, of course it was impossible to give up, Xiaoxiao knew that this man was a human spirit like herself, so there should be nothing related to death for a while, but she didn't know that the soul also had its own decay and death.

Raised his head and looked at the direction where Asu was, a little far away, the shouting sign should not be conveyed before it was swept away by the wind, thinking of this, Gu Xiaoxiao reached out and grabbed one of Van Gogh's arms and put it on his shoulder, and then used his strength to drag it, and on the premise of not hurting his body.

But "one...... Two...... Three ......", I haven't touched a penny, think about it, isn't it a matter of course?

The little one hung down his whole body, always doing something stupid that he couldn't reach.

After the whim, nothing has changed, and it seems that he can't do anything without the help of Alpha.

Am I going to be a kid forever?

Could it be that I can't do anything without you?

But someone told me that ignorance will bring more unexpected harm to others, so is it right for me not to do anything?

I want you to see all my brilliance and affection, but my obsession has been greatly discounted by every piece of the board between you and me, and has become futile and flattering.

Gu Xiaoxiao fell to her knees again, she even forgot to let go of the hand holding Van Gogh, and her closed eyes continued to lose frustration into broken intestines.

"Tiny?"

Someone was talking to himself, a little happy in surprise, opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the voice, he hadn't seen it for a long time, and it was actually cold and speechless.

The man walked briskly to him, and then, without leaving a trace, the man hugged his kneeling body tightly.

Before Xiaoxiao could react, he had already lost the air he could breathe, his face was close to his chest, and the warm heat came from the arms around his neck, and he wanted to open and close his lips a few times and make a few single sounds, but he was also buried between the soft fabric of his white shirt. It's just that I know that even if the gentle Fang Fei is still there, the hurt in my heart can only be forgotten temporarily at most, and that's because the source of this gentleness is you, not him.

"Why, I miss me so much that I can't speak?" The man teased, not yet ready to let go of his embrace.

Xiao Xiao was speechless, but he was just held like this, not refusing or accepting, and the sly and stolen love for a while fell into a cold sin in his heart.

"Am I falling out of favor so soon?" The man pointed to Van Gogh, who had been clutching in his little hand.

Shaking his head, he didn't know what kind of weird answer this was.

"I miss you so much, little." The sigh from the bottom of my heart became a hazy mist, floating on every bare skin, penetrating the obscured brocade fabric, and reaching another withered silk heart.

In an instant, Xiao Xiao felt overwhelmed.

Why, I didn't fall in love with you?

For me to be so good, it is full of the longing of life, but my heart has been occupied to a corner.

What can I do to repay your tenderness? At this moment, I really want someone to answer me, and then I will make this promise.

****

Alpha and Luo Lili, who stayed in the weeds, were stunned for a while when they saw the three of them appear, not because of anything else, but because the combination in the picture was too strange.

Xu Xinyang held Gu Xiaoxiao with one hand and a rectangular wooden board in the other, and what was eye-popping was that he was still carrying a man on his shoulder, not to mention the strange combination of clothes on this man's body, and he was patched and covered with mud, and one of the two shoes on his feet even dropped his heel.

It stands to reason that Xu Xinyang, who has a strict habit of cleanliness, should definitely not be able to stand it, but his expression is obviously happy, and Luo Lili on the side smiled unknowingly.

"This man is ......" Luo Lili was the first to speak, she put on a pure expression, as if everyone had been friends for many years, without a trace of suspicion and undercurrent turbulence.

Xu Xinyang didn't answer, walked over and put the man on his shoulder next to the bonfire, this series of actions can be regarded as time left for Xiao Xiao to react, seeing that she didn't speak, he took the initiative to answer for her, "Van Gogh." ”

"Hey!"

Luo Lili covered her face and shouted, and then there was a sound of the fruit falling to the ground behind her, and everyone turned their heads to look over, and saw Michelangelo holding the fruit and Aso with his hands hanging down and looking pale.

Silence, or silence.

With the ever-changing light of everyone's eyes, Aso just stood there without saying a word, if it weren't for the light and shadow in those golden eyes, everyone would almost think that Aso was out of his body at that moment.

Michelangelo broke the silence in a way that was full of jokes—he curled the corners of his mouth wickedly, and the hand holding the fruit loosened as he pleased, and saw that the fruit was the same as the fate of the fruit that had just been discarded by Aso, except that Aso did it unintentionally, and he did it on purpose.

"Hey, Rollo, what are you doing here?" A little raised his hand to accuse.

"I'm tired too...... "I said leisurely, and the movement of stretching my waist and shaking my wrist tried to increase the persuasiveness.

Xiao Qiao's eyes narrowed, and she made it clear that she would not forgive lightly, "Damn, pick it up quickly." ”

"It's all broken, you can't eat it, so there's no need to pick it up."

"Then I'll punish you to pick it again."

"No, I'm not cheap labor."

Xiaoxiao snorted, "Who said you were cheap?" I won't even pay you a salary, so I can't even get the 'price' at all! ”

"Obligation? Then I don't want to do it. ”

"Then you're hungry too."

"It doesn't matter, I'm not like some fat hedgehog, foodie."

"Rollo you!"

"Come and chase me!" After finishing speaking, I saw an old man with the halo of an artist twisting his ass and grimacing at Xiaoxiao.

Xiao stomped his feet frantically, then grabbed Xu Xinyang's hand and chased after the old man who fled to the depths of the birch forest, ran a few steps and turned around to wink at a man and a woman behind him.

Afa understood, grabbed Luo Lili's hand and followed, and at the same time added a sentence in order to supplement, "Let's go find something to eat, I'm so hungry." ”

It turns out that these two guys have gone around in such a big circle to leave the world of the two of them...... But can't you choose another way? It's a bit ruined just now! And Michelangelo can really do it, should the two really be separated for many years...... Thinking of this, Afa's eyebrows and eyes closed the corners of his lips and raised a smile of blue water and moonlight.

Luo Lili looked at the abnormality of the man beside her, her brows were deeply wrinkled in an instant, and her eyes fluttered to the pair in front of her, but Xu Xinyang also had an expression, and she couldn't help biting her lower lip.

****

When Aso heard the word "Van Gogh", it was like the sky suddenly pouring rain and being drenched with "blood flowing". It's really a "head breaking blood flow", not promoting narrowness or exaggeration.

I've been trying to meet Qing, struggling with those opening remarks of reunion after a long absence, no matter how much I hide it, I can't pass it with a light smile, at the moment, it's too hot, whether it's your messy red hair or my frantic chest.

When everyone around him had retreated, Aso moved to Van Gogh's side.

When I saw that familiar expression, I would laugh out loud.

The man was faint from hunger again......

Sighing and shaking his head, Aso picked up the nearest fallen fruit, wiped it with his sleeve, and fed it to him.

The power of food is really powerful, and it is precisely because it is a daily necessity that everyone ignores its value. And this man, Van Gogh, in a self-harming way, tells us that this deep value is a cherished existence.

Seeing the man on his lap slowly open his eyes, the excitement in Aso's heart could not be described by any figurative metaphor.

"A-Aso?" Van Gogh stared at his dark eyes, and the hue that had accumulated for a lifetime seemed to regain its brilliance under the magic of a call at this moment.

"You still know my name?" It's like anger, the standard eldest sister's head-style tone, as soon as I get out of my mouth, I regret it.

Van Gogh propped himself up in a panic and didn't give any explanation, but shouted happily to Aso, "Asu, let me tell you, I've drawn it, I've finally drawn it!" ”

Aso froze for a moment, remembering what he had said to him before, and then looking at his overjoyed expression, he suddenly felt that his body was beginning to sink.

- "You said you were going to redraw it for me, didn't you?" ”

"Yes."

"So, please draw me a farewell."

I should tell you that the trick I want you to draw is a sacrifice for my sins!

I should tell you, I don't want you to say goodbye to me!

I should sue you, I've been looking for you all along!

I should sue you and me......

"Look!" The man said, his beard trembling and Xuan Ming was amazed.

I looked at the painting in front of me, and in the boxy wooden frame was a large field of sunflowers blooming under the dark blue night sky, like sparks, hurriedly rolling veins and flowing without words.

"It's ......" some were speechless.

"Sunflowers basking on the moon, that's how I painted."

Do you want to say goodbye to me......

His throat was stuck, and before he could ask, he heard the man in front of him speak again.

"Say goodbye to the eternal night, I want to accompany you to see the day." He said, grinning at me with white teeth.

In the next second, tears burst the embankment.

"Now, I like you......"

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The shadow under the birch forest, the five people quietly peeked at the figures next to the campfire in the weedy field, Gu Xiaoxiao's eyes trembled slightly sourly, and there was affection in her chest, she turned her head and glanced at Ah Fa beside Luo Lili, and made a decision in her heart.

If it is a vicissitudes of life that cannot be accomplished, then I will read it as a sentence to make it logical. R1152