On the white paper, there is a random black patch, bent into the shape of an eye, but it is very irregular.

In the middle of the pitch black, there is a circular blank space.

Again, a crooked, extremely irregular circle.

"What is this drawing?"

"It's the eyes of the snow......"

"Snow?"

"Hmm."

"What is snow?"

"Snow is snow."

After the man finished speaking, he picked up a painting from the ground, which was like a white and tender radish.

Snow-white, supple, and gives a nice touch.

However, Chen Yan's "white and tender radish" is preceded by five sharp and thin fingers.

"Is that a hand?"

"Well, Chen is tired of you, you are very artistic."

Chen Yan didn't think so, although those paintings were strange, but when you think about it, you can still see what they are.

"Chen Yan, sit on the bed, I'll draw a few pictures for you."

There are no chairs in the man's home, so he can only sit on the bed.

When it comes to art, Chen Yan is not averse.

Although, those paintings of men, she can't appreciate them.

Chen Yan sat on the bed, a little unnatural.

The man picked up a blank piece of paper, glanced at Chen Yan, and quickly drew his hand.

The whole process lasted a long time, however, the man's head was never raised.

Obviously, he didn't look at Chen Yan anymore, but just painted his own paintings.

Chen was bored and played with his mobile phone......

"Painted ......"

The man picked up the painting and glanced at Chen Yan, who glanced at him.

"Is it the lips?"

The white paper depicts a flower, but the petals do not bloom outward, but roll inward.

Red flowers, forming the shape of a lip.

The painting is very detailed, and you can even see the vertical fine lines on the petals.

Those fine lines, like the tiny folds on the lips, are a little tempting......

Chen Yan is a girl, and she has an urge to kiss her.

Probably, it's fragrant, slippery, sweet......

This man is a bit powerful.

"You draw very well, why is life so embarrassing?"

Chen Yan asked.

"I won't sell these paintings......"

"If you don't sell it, how will you live?"

"Life?"

"Hmm."

The man walked over to Chen Yan, and then approached, Chen Yan could feel the warm breath coming from his body.

The man kissed Chen Yan, and after a long time, Chen Yan's brain began to lack oxygen and became blank.

Then, in the blank space, a delicate flower suddenly bloomed.

Man, let go of Chen Yan......

"What are you doing?"

Chen Yan asked slightly angrily.

This is not Chen Yan's first kiss, Chen Yan's first kiss has been given to his table mate when he was thirteen years old.

However, she still has a trace of reluctance for a man to be like this suddenly.

"People are tired of life, but they forget the most primitive tranquility and happiness."

"What do you mean?"

"It's just that I don't need to live ......"

Chen Yan thought about it, she couldn't understand the man's thoughts at all.

Don't you need to live, to die?

"Be clear."

Chen Yan said.

"What were you doing while I was drawing?"

"Playing with your phone, what's wrong?"

"Why do you play with your phone?"

The man's question made Chen Yan a little unsure of how to explain it.

Shouldn't it be normal to play with your phone when you're bored?

"Because playing with my phone gives me fun."

"Fun?"

"Hmm."

"What's the use of having fun?"

Chen Yan didn't want to talk to him a little, and he didn't look for too mature men if he knew it.

Chen Yan didn't know if he had a generation gap with him, or if he didn't understand the artist's thinking.

Anyway, it's a bit of a can't communicate......

"What do you express?"

Chen Yan asked.

"Human beings create more and more things, and they have more and more conveniences. However, it is also getting heavier and heavier. ”

Li Xi lay down on the bed and continued: "To create electric light, you can't do without electric light. To create a mobile phone, you can't do without it. If you don't even feel it, it's hard to live. But once upon a time, when there were no such things, human beings were not alive and well?"

"Li Xi, you're right. If you have the ability, you can escape from these shackles. ”

Chen Yan said.

Chen Yan already felt that Li Xi was not a person from the same way, so when he spoke, his tone was a little bad.

Li Xi lay on the bed and didn't speak for a long time, Chen Yan looked at Li Xi's room again.

In the room, there was only one bed, and then there was nothing.

There are no wires on the walls and no electric lights.

No tables, no chairs, no drinking glasses or anything like that.

This...... How did he live?

"Chen Yan, I'm helping you draw a few pictures."

The man's sudden voice made Chen Yan retract his gaze.

I don't know why, there was some sense of loss in the man's voice.

Maybe it was Chen Yan's tone just now that made him a little shocked.

"Well, I'm leaving."

Chen Yan said.

Chen Yan decided to leave Li Xi.

You can't live in a place like this for him, right?

And I don't want anything modern, and I live a life where there is a disconnect from the outside world.

How can such a person question the whole world outside?

The man slowly got up from the bed, then stood in front of Chen Yan and began to draw.

Soon, a painting was finished, and the paper was thrown directly on the ground.

Chen Yan looked over, it was a willow branch that had just grown young leaves in spring.

The willow branches are dense and soft, and countless willow branches make up a painting.

It's like a young girl, leaning over and letting her long hair dip into the flowing water, fluttering hair.

"It's ...... hair"

Chen Yan said in his heart.

Immediately after, another picture fell to the ground.

Two towering peaks with some white snow falling on them.

Chen Yan couldn't help but lower his head......

The man's pen still didn't stop, as if he was in a hurry.

Maybe he was afraid that Chen Yan would leave, and no one would inspire him.

When a pair of white thighs floated on the ground.

Chen Yan couldn't help but look at his legs, hidden under the red long skirt.

The man didn't look at Chen Yan's legs at all......

"I'm done."

All the paintings, scattered on the ground.

The man painted Chen Yan, lips, hair, legs, and mountains~

It's just these parts, why do you say that the painting is done?

Although Chen Yan was a little puzzled, she didn't plan to ask.

Because, she was already planning to leave this strange man.

"Then send me home."

The sky outside has slowly darkened, and this place is not in front of the village, and there is no store in the back.

Chen Yan was a little worried, this man would do something to himself...... Thing.

"Well, let's go."

The man looked at Chen Yan and said to her.

Subsequently, the man took Chen Yan into the car and returned all the way back to Qinghe Town......