Chapter 370: The Fragrance of Flowers in the Painting

Pleasant times always go by quickly.

After coming back, several girls said goodbye and went back to sleep, while Cen Ying called the group of friends she knew one by one to greet the New Year.

Speaking of which, I've only been in this world for half a year, but I have a lot of new friends, and most of them are beautiful girls, some ordinary and some are not ordinary.

Ordinary people such as Kobayashi, Cool Breeze Aoba, Takihonri Fumi, Yagami Light, Qiu Shiyu......

Non-ordinary people such as Lafeier, Thor, Connor, and Lanyuan Yanzhu......

As for male friends......

Belch......

Looks like a few roommates?

Cen Ying even has the illusion that this world is full of girls!

Anyway, as long as there is contact information, Cen Ying will call them enthusiastically to greet the New Year, regardless of whether they have already run to play with Zhou Gong's daughter.

Even the elves in the heavenly realm were "harassed" by his phone call, and a "Happy New Year" made those elf girls who didn't know about the Spring Festival look confused.

On the phone, time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is already late at night.

Although there is a custom of keeping the New Year on Chinese New Year's Eve, and Jia Baili also volunteered to keep the New Year, staying up late is not very friendly to the body.

After convincing (physically) Jia Baili to go to sleep, Cen Ying also returned to his room.

When he was setting off fireworks in the universe just now, when he saw the mysterious cosmic scene, Cen Ying suddenly became excited, and now he calmed down, he planned to draw the beautiful picture in his mind.

This painting is not a starry sky pattern, but a ...... Cherry blossom trees!

Specifically, in the first episode of "Five Centimeters per Second", Takaki and Akari finally met after experiencing imitation, and came under the bare cherry blossom tree where the snowflakes were flying in the heavy snow.

Here, there is a shot of Akari Shinohara, catching a snowflake, which suddenly turns into a red cherry blossom, and then, the originally bare cherry blossom tree suddenly blooms!

The two people quietly looking at each other under the tree, as well as the cherry blossoms blooming on the tree, and the pure love between the two are very shocking!

Cen Ying is now planning to take the lead in depicting this scene, even if he has not yet painted this part.

But!

Who dictates that comics should be drawn in order?

Under the bright incandescent light, when Cen Ying's brush touched the white paper, he seemed to be blessed with his soul, and the tip of the pen quickly drew on the paper.

It's like......

Inspiration explodes instantly!

Cen Ying's eyes became focused and serious at some point, as if all he could do was the cherry blossom tree in front of him.

In a moment, the pen falls, and the painting is completed!

As the last stroke fell, Cen Ying let out a sigh and broke away from that state.

He found that he didn't know when, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and a feeling of prostration began to come from his body, and his right hand was trembling slightly.

"What's the situation?" Feeling the prostration coming from his body, as if he had fought a big battle, Cen Ying couldn't help but be stunned.

Isn't it just a painting?

Why......

Will this happen?

At this moment, Cen Ying suddenly smelled a strong fragrance of flowers.

He had never smelled this floral scent, but he subconsciously thought it was the fragrance of cherry blossoms.

In a trance, he seemed to see the cherry blossom trees in the picture scroll in front of him, as if he had come to reality from a two-dimensional static world.

But in the blink of an eye, this three-dimensional feeling is gone.

What disappeared was the rich floral scent.

Illusion?

Cen Ying took the scroll up and looked at it carefully, but didn't find anything unusual.

If anything, it's that the painting is perfect!

It is as if the eye is attracted by the scenery in the painting, and there is even the illusion of smelling the fragrance of cherry blossoms in it.

Of course, an illusion is an illusion, and although the cherry blossoms in reality are beautiful, the smell is very light, and even if you put your nose on the flowers, it is difficult to smell the fragrance emitted from them.

It's as if the illusion of smelling flowers is different from the one just now.

Cen Ying was sure that he had indeed smelled a strong aroma just now, and the "illusion" that the cherry blossom trees had come to reality.

As for what the hell was going on, he didn't know.

"Forget it...... If you don't know, you don't want to. Cen Ying shook his head slightly, continuing to admire this near-perfect masterpiece.

This painting, even if it is reproduced now, Cen Ying thinks that he will not be able to reproduce that kind of artistic conception, at most it is just similar.

While he was admiring the scroll, the door to the room suddenly opened.

When he turned his head to look, he saw Jia Baili peeking out of a small head through the crack in the door.

She glanced at Cen Ying, wrinkled Xiao Qiong's nose and sniffed into the room, as if she was sure of something.

Cen Ying looked at her strangely and asked, "Xiaojia, what's wrong?" Why don't you sleep yet? ”

"Oh, go to sleep right away."

Jia Baili waved her hand, pushed open the door and walked in, came to Cen Ying's side, and asked suspiciously, "Cen Ying." Did you smell a scent just now? ”

"You smell it too?" Cen Ying was taken aback.

"Nonsense, didn't you smell what I asked you for?" Jia Baili wrinkled her nose and snorted, "What the hell is going on?" ”

"I don't know." Cen Ying shook his head, put the scroll on the easel, pointed to the cherry blossom trees above, and said, "You may not believe it, but I smelled it from this painting." ”

"What!?" Jia Baili's voice instantly raised an octave, and she was furious: "Even if you want to cover up some secrets, don't use this clumsy way to deceive me, right?" ”

"What I said is true." Cen Ying smiled bitterly, "Why am I lying to you?" Since you're here, help me see if there's anything strange about this painting. ”

"Humph! I don't want to see it! Jia Baili glared at Cen Ying before turning her head to look at the scroll.

She carefully observed the scroll, frowning slightly, as if she was remembering or thinking about something.

Seeing her like this, Cen Ying had expectation in her eyes, and waited for her to observe without saying a word.

After a while, Jia Baili retracted her gaze, pursed her lips, and said, "Isn't this just an ordinary painting?" It's just a matter of drawing a little better, and besides, this should be what you painted, right? ”

"Huh? Can you tell? Cen Ying was surprised.

Could it be that this waste angel has a pair of eyes that appreciate art? Can you tell which person's work is from the painting?

"Nonsense, look at the pile of brushes next to you and know that you painted it."

"......" Cen Ying.

Well, it's my own retardation.

"But if you can draw so well, it seems that Cen Ying still has some ability!"

"Thanks for the compliment." Cen Ying said in a calm tone, his face was very calm, but there was a trace of joy in his heart.

"Hmm......" Jia Baili yawned and rubbed her worried eyes, the drowsiness that gradually invaded made her let go of thinking about this fleeting fragrance of flowers.

She waved her hand slowly at Cen Ying, "I'm so sleepy, I'll go back to sleep." ”

"Hmm."

"Now, good night, Cen Ying."

"Good night, Xiaojia~!"

“……”

After Jia Baili went back to sleep, Cen Ying couldn't bear the feeling of collapse from her body, and after turning off the light, she barely supported herself with her will to take off her clothes and pants, and lay down on the bed, and fell asleep after a few seconds.

Cen Ying, who was asleep, didn't notice that the picture scroll that was placed on the easel suddenly appeared with a faint red streamer.

The streamer emerged from the painting, slowly drifting to Cen Ying, and then, from his forehead into his body.

His breath,

It's gotten a lot smoother.

……

Didn't update yesterday...... It's because I'm working overtime, damn it, if the online article could keep me alive, I would have quit QAQ a long time ago