Picasso looked at Xiao Xiao from top to bottom, his black marble gaze frozen five-sevenths of the way through. He bent down and took out a simple magnifying glass from his jacket pocket, the handle was made of shells, and the lens was a translucent crystal stone, which looked very valuable, and ordinary magnifying glasses were not at all the same level.

Picasso placed the magnifying glass above Gu Xiaoxiao's knee, appropriately adjusted the distance between the gaps, carefully observed the many perpendicular and parallel lines and angles caused by the staggered overlapping of various angles, and then in his mind at a speed of 299,792.458 kilometers per second, he broke and analyzed everything in an orderly manner, and after re-collaging and combining, he said lightly, "Your high socks are broken." ”

"Hey! It's true! Michelangelo also ran over and squatted on the ground, pointed to the little knee and sighed, then turned to Picasso with his chin propped up: "At this time, you should say, 'Your knee hurts'!" I just can't understand you 'cubists'. ”

"It's so strict!" Da Vinci, who buried his head in his notebook, also turned his attention, and his face was clearly concerned, "Why don't you deal with your injury, what should you do if the wound is inflamed?" What a pity to have a scar in the future! ”

"It's fine." Xiaoxiao didn't care, "It's common to have big injuries and small injuries when you're alive, and it's okay to leave it alone for a few days, and I'm already a dead person now, so it doesn't matter!" "What came out of the table was so serious that it didn't matter, and this casual word had no weight, but when it was heard, it was extremely heavy. The notebook fell weakly to the ground, and da Vinci, Michelangelo, and Picasso were moved at the same time, and the three of them looked at each other.

"Soso, let's go find something to eat! I am hungry! Michelangelo suddenly said such an inappropriate sentence, and then forcibly pulled Picasso to the entrance of the promenade, and walked a little farther before his voice came again, "Gu Xiaoxiao, you sit there obediently for me, and I will be obedient to make me happy, and I will ...... I reluctantly took the time to get you some bandages and medicine or something. ”

Gu Xiaoxiao stood there in a daze, looking in the direction where Michelangelo and Picasso had left, unable to speak because he was hit by the gentleness of the surprise attack.

"It's not cute...... Hehe, right! Da Vinci walked up to Tiny and tore off the cuffs of his shirt, squatting down to cover the small wound to prevent dust contamination, "This can only be done for the time being." ”

Gu Xiaoxiao was very surprised, and there were indescribable endless emotions in her heart that were dyeing agarwood.

"Let's go sit down for a while." Leonardo da Vinci pointed to the platform not far away, which was cold and hard, ancient and uneven, but enough for them.

Little bends down to pick up the notebook that has fallen on the floor, and stumbles upon the parchment with the faces, expressions, hands and feet of various characters, which makes her find extremely interesting. Unconsciously looking at it, it even includes natural scenery and animal images; It is even full of fables, aphorisms, philosophical and scientific reflections, literary notes, mathematical formulas, and even eating and dressing, and jokes and riddles. The record that almost reached the compulsion of the process dù was no matter how big or small, and this was Leonardo da Vinci who stepped down from the altar.

Unconsciously smiled, but froze as he turned to the last page he had drawn. On the smooth and yellowed parchment, showing a man and a woman standing side by side, both of them are smiling, as if bathed in the craze of love, Xiaoxiao suddenly feels that these two people are very similar to her and Alpha, but the expression is not right, because they have not been like this, the bad date just now is full of dark and sadness, it is completely extreme, but he only has such thoughts.

"It's you and Alpha." Da Vinci saw the little expression and explained aloud.

"Xiaoxiao, you can really see through the feelings I want to express." Leonardo da Vinci was moved by the small heart of the soul, "In my eyes, what I see and draw is right." ”

"No, you're mistaken! Me and him...... The two of us are not what you think. ”

Leonardo da Vinci sat down on the platform with him, then took the notebook back from his little hand and closed it in the palm of his hand.

"Xiaoxiao, I don't know why your soul is still wandering in the world, but what I want to say is that you don't value something, don't cherish whether it is intact or not, and can even be discarded at will, such a preservation is something that someone is willing to protect with their lives."

"I ...... I didn't meet such a person when I was alive, so what can I do when I die? How can I know how to deal with emotions that I have never gotten before. ”

"I painted, and I painted countless human bodies, and I learned one thing from them—the body is so perfect that it is so perfect, but it cannot be compared to the soul that it contains, because the soul is still divine, whatever it is, after all. Its reluctance to separate itself from the flesh shows that its weeping and sorrow are not without reason. Don't get in the way of it being hidden in the flesh it created, let it go as long as it wants to stay in it, don't destroy this life with intrigue or ferocity, it's so beautiful, whoever doesn't value it, she really doesn't deserve it. Da Vinci gently preached, trying to clear the fog in his little heart, and really hoped that Xiao Xiao would understand, because he had already regarded this confidant he met by chance as a friend.

"But because I have always been alone, I don't know it, so I am so confused. After suffering so many injuries, is it not that as long as you don't look forward to it, there will be no more sadness. Her little eyes were sour and misty, and she looked up at Leonardo da Vinci, who was sitting beside her, and felt that she could open her heart to him.

"Suffering is endless, it has all kinds of forms, sometimes, it is due to material abuse, sometimes it is because of the madness of fate, and more often it is malice from the human heart, but it itself is hidden in the heart of man, although you are sad and pitiful in such a situation, but there is no way to save it, because man cannot choose his own life, but this is not the greatest tragedy! The greatest tragedy is that you don't have expectations, you don't even have the courage to admit your wishes! "Da Vinci was a little excited, or he connected with himself, and his words were not just for Xiaoxiao, but also for himself.

"You see, only if you think about it, there will be such an ending." Da Vinci opened his notebook and spread out the page he depicted Gu Xiaoxiao and Alpha in front of Xiaoxiao, "Do you want it?" ”

"......" Xiao reached out to touch the lines on the parchment, and the next second tears blurred her vision.

"Hey! We're back! Michelangelo's loud voice was an incomparably powerful deterrent from afar. Xiao Xiao hurriedly wiped away her tears, trying to calm her feelings, and secretly digested and remembered Da Vinci's words to herself.

Note: Leonardo da Vinci's words are excerpted from the biography of the person, Ode Merezhkovsky's The Resurrection of the Gods, and adapted from it.

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