I originally thought that there would be some blushing heartbeats and excitement in my heart with Qin Yulin in the café, but what I didn't expect was ......

He didn't say anything, and he didn't ask much.

That said, I did detect a little bit about him.

From his tone, I know that he is not actually a person, just like us, there is another one behind him who makes a plan, but it is unknown whether this person can transform like us, and from this Qin Yulin's words, I know that in fact, he is not so stupid in front of us, but because of the transformation, he will become like this.

I don't know if this is an excuse for Qin Yulin to excuse himself for some of his previous misdeeds, but looking at his pitiful appearance, I reluctantly believed it, and I didn't ask anything else.

Because he suddenly made a phone call at that time, Qin Yulin left with a nervous expression after answering the phone.

After he left, I finished the drink on the table, a little melancholy, and after waiting for a while, no one on my phone contacted me, so I left to go back to my rented house.

This Qin Yulin gives me a mysterious feeling, although the brain speed he showed in front of me is not so fast, but there are some things he has prepared in advance, it can be seen that he is still a person with a high IQ.

What kind of person is he?

I really want to know what kind of person Qin Yulin is as a woman, although there is a high probability that he is a person who cannot be seen at all, as I guessed. But I'm just curious, and this curiosity is much bigger than being curious about what Lori's face looks like when she doesn't change her body.

But even if I see Qin Yulin when I am a woman now, I only see his male body, and when I change back to a male body, I think I will not have such great enthusiasm at that time.

Because it is a problem with the atmosphere of this society, although I can criticize the atmosphere that is wrong, I can't get out of it myself.

This situation is very common, isn't it the case for everyone? We all know that we are doing the wrong thing and going in the wrong direction, but we just can't turn back.

From the beginning of the mistake, he was already doomed to be wrong, and it was difficult for anyone to be able to get lost.

Of course, my own resistance is not good, and I can't put all the blame on the social atmosphere, and I also want to appreciate a person from a person's soul, but for the time being, I can't get rid of it, and I can only judge a person's strengths and weaknesses from what a person shows on the outside.

So I don't think I should have wanted to know what the original Qin Yulin was like at that time, after all, breaking illusions is a very bad thing.

Fantasy? Speaking of fantasy, I remember that one of my paintings was still at home, I didn't color it, it was still in my backpack, stacked in that corner.

That night was really like a dream, did that girl exist in the real world?

Or is it just my fantasy.

Anyway, I found what I wanted to paint, and I painted it, and that's enough, it's been preserved forever.

When I returned to the house, there was still no one, and the landlord who left suddenly the day before yesterday, as well as the young lady and Sun Wenru who went home, suddenly became deserted.

Xiaoxi doesn't know what's wrong with handling things? I guess I'm reporting to Sydney about us.

By the way, Xiaoxi doesn't know my address here yet, and I'll talk to her when Sydney calls.

I want to be alone and quiet now, and I don't know why, I remembered that painting of mine.

I have only just started this painting, I have not finished it, it has not really been born in this world, and the person who determines whether he can be born in this world is only me in this world.

Every creator has a sense of mission, and there is no distinction between noble and short.

This is just a kind of responsibility, only oneself, the world is the only one who can let this work in his heart be born, this work is not necessarily a very great work, but for us, we just want to be born in this world.

No matter how small it is, being born in this world is always a great thing.

So I chose tranquility, I wanted it to be born in this world.

Turning on the computer, I scanned the sketch on my artboard to the tablet, and my sketch was displayed on the computer.

I began to reminisce, to remember what I saw that night, that painting is not a photograph, and it is definitely not okay to paint everything I see.

Art comes from life, but art is higher than life.

So I had to draw not only what I saw at the time, but also what was in my mind at the time.

In this way, the viewer will be able to appreciate what I was thinking about that night.

But how do I draw it?

Add something to that to show what I thought about that day.

By the way, what was it that thought of me that day?

Mine has a good reply, and before I express it to the viewer, I need to understand for myself what I want to express.

That night I first saw some fallen leaves, and then I thought of the story of the leaves and the wind that she had told me when I was a child.

I began to pursue the dream of the leaf that must be the tallest, the wind dragging the leaf, flying high in the sky, but no matter how high the dream is, one day, it will still land.

That's when I started chasing it, the leaf that flew into the distance.

I understood that I felt endless sadness at that time, the sadness of being lonely after my wish was granted.

This kind of sadness is helpless, but with a little joy.

But this is not the emotional flashpoint, the real flashpoint of my emotions is when the wind finally loses its strength, the leaf no longer flies, I thought I would see the end of the leaf, and the moment it fell from the sky, the woman in my fantasy caught it

As if it came from the moonlight, the dreamy hand held the leaf's sad dream.

I was moved by that, I knew what I was supposed to draw, and here it was.

There is joy in the sadness, but there is beauty in the ending.

Now that I know the main color, I know how to draw.

I just have to follow my feelings, and after so many years of painting, my basic skills have already reached the point where I don't need to pay attention to them.

The main color tone is light blue, and the background is thick and dark. But the middle part is the moonlight of infinite hope.