When Mo Xiaobei saw Ye Muyang, he was stunned for a moment, then turned around and ran away.

"Mo Xiaobei! Stand for me! As soon as Ye Muyang saw Mo Xiaobei running forward, he hurriedly caught up and grabbed her hand, and said very sadly: "Mo Xiaobei, how long are you going to hide from me?" He stared at Mo Xiaobei as deeply as a mist in his eyes, looking at her with gorgeous makeup and looking at himself in horror, he suddenly wanted to cry.

Her hands were cold, as if they were cold through the nerve endings to the depths of her heart.

Mo Xiaobei struggled for a long time and couldn't break away from Ye Muyang's hand, so he didn't earn it, so he simply held it, and after a long silence, Mo Xiaobei asked, "How did you find me?" She has been here for so long, and she has only talked to Li Yi alone, and even Xiaola doesn't know where she lives.

"Is that all you want to run away? You don't want to see me, do you? Mo Xiaobei. If Li Yi hadn't told me that you live in Lijiang, would you have planned to hide from me for the rest of your life? ”

Last night, Li Yi sent a text message, saying that Mo Xiaobei was in Jiangbei. If he still has her in his heart, he can come to Jiangbei to find her. Behind, there is a list of addresses.

Ye Muyang looked at Mo Xiaobei's eyes with heavy eye makeup, they were still so beautiful, but he felt that she had changed. In fact, they have all changed.

Mo Xiaobei smiled. No wonder. No wonder Ye Mu Yang was able to find this place. She asked Ye Muyang, "What time is it?"

Ye Muyang raised his wrist and glanced at it, "Half past four, what's wrong?" Mo Xiaobei sighed and said, "Ye Muyang, let go of me, I'm going to work."

After saying this, she felt a pain in her wrist, and inexplicably raised her head and kicked Ye Muyang, shouting at him: "Ye Muyang, you are crazy!"

Ye Muyang didn't speak, but just looked at Mo Xiaobei very deeply, sad and wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only keep swallowing saliva, and his Adam's apple rolled and rolled. The sun shone brightly on his thick, sad eyelashes, in a lonely shape.

"Inexplicable!" Mo Xiaobei shook off Ye Muyang's hand violently, and ran away. Ye Muyang behind him was not catching up. Just stood there and watched her quietly, watching her shadow run farther and farther away with only a small dot jumping.

Mo Xiaobei, why can't you face all your pain with me?

After thinking about it for a long time, Ye Muyang still chased after him.

But he didn't expect that Mo Xiaobei was not going to the bar, but to a square.

"Xiaobei, are you here? Let's get started. An old man with clear eyebrows and kind eyes saw Mo Xiaobei running from afar, stopped his hand that was receiving tools, turned to look at Mo Xiaobei, smiled at her, and said, "I didn't paint well today."

Mo Xiaobei grabbed his hair, smiled and said, "I didn't understand what you said [Enchanting under the lake], I just wanted the word enchanting, so I painted a smoky makeup."

When the old man heard Mo Xiaobei's words, he shook his head and smiled, "Enchanting under the lake." Why haven't you realized the elegant beauty of the lake? Enchanting, demon in the heart, charming in the lake. Mo Xiaobei still didn't understand much, so the old man hunched over and took out a picture from the pile of drawing boards and handed it to Mo Xiaobei, "Look at this, you should understand." ”

After Mo Xiaobei thanked him, he took the sketchpad and looked at the brightly colored painting through the light leaking from the thick clouds.

A smiling bright woman holds a sunflower in her hand and greets the sun. Feel at ease.

"The word bewitching is not something that can only be done with heavy makeup. Fresh and elegant enchanting is the best. The old man smiled, and the folds at the corners of his eyes were thick.

"I see." Mo Xiaobei grinned at the old man, then scratched the head of the chicken nest a little embarrassed, and said to the old man, "Well, I'll go remove my makeup first."

The old man rarely saw Mo Xiaobei show such an embarrassed expression, raised his neck and smiled, sat on the plastic stool and shook his hand at Mo Xiaobei, "Go, go, go." ”

Mo Xiaobei disappeared as soon as he slipped away.

Ye Muyang walked out from behind the willow tree very strangely, looked at Mo Xiaobei who was as red as a fire with some doubts, and stared at the old man who had just talked to Mo Xiaobei.

He was dressed in an old-colored tunic with gray hair and looked kind. There was a bunch of drawing boards in front of him, among which was Mo Xiaobei's sweet smile.

It turned out that Mo Xiaobei, who had left him, could smile so happily. Suddenly, Ye Muyang was a little sad. He looked at the painting in a trance, as if he had been stabbed suddenly. The knife was directly inserted into his heart, and he was so sick with blood and pain that he even had bone marrow pain.

Walking over and standing in front of the picture blankly, Old Man Zhang raised his head from a pile of paintings and looked at Ye Muyang, and asked him, "Young man, do you want to paint?"

Ye Muyang shook his head, pointed to the painting and asked the old man Zhang, "...... this girl?"

Old man Zhang stood up and walked in front of Ye Muyang, and walked side by side with him to look at the happy grin eating marshmallows in the painting and smiled behind him, enchanting the beauty of the heartstrings.

"You say this little girl. Hehe......" Old Man Zhang nodded and smiled, "It's a cute girl, responsible for her work, and motivated." I just don't want to see her eyes, always full of sadness. When Old Man Zhang thought of Mo Xiaobei's eyes that were always telling endless sorrow, he felt a little sorry for her.

Young people in their twenties seem to lack a youthful vitality that belongs to them this year.

Ye Mu Yang is also sad. He looked at the lake in the distance rippling, and the spring of the lake was like Mo Xiaobei's eyes, stirring up endless sentimentality and melancholy.

However, he noticed the key point in the sentence that Old Man Zhang said: "What did you say? Baby...... Xiaobei, working here? ”

"yes, modeling. I come every afternoon, and that girl works hard. He remembered that Mo Xiaobei looked embarrassed just now, and couldn't help but laugh again.

It turns out that Mo Xiaobei is working as a model here. Ye Muyang's heart suddenly cleared the clouds, and he was very relaxed. That's his baby.

At this time, Mo Xiaobei was jumping over and shouting, "Teacher Zhang, I'm back." The reason why he is called Mr. Zhang is because Mr. Zhang does not charge her a cent of tuition and teaches her to learn painting.

Old man Zhang glanced back at Mo Xiaobei and smiled: "This looks much more pleasing to the eye." Let's go. ”

Mo Xiaobei nodded and said yes, ignoring Ye Muyang from beginning to end.

Old man Zhang smiled and said to Ye Muyang: "Na, this is that stupid girl." As he spoke, he couldn't help but smile, set up the drawing board and fixed it, and let Mo Xiaobei stand in front of the sun and pose as he wished, Old Man Zhang suddenly turned his head and looked at Ye Muyang very seriously, and his cloudy eyes burst out with bright light. He said, "Come here, young man."