She had to go to Meng Yuan, and unexpectedly, he didn't paint, but sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, wrapped in a blanket, and quietly looked out the window.

"What are you doing?"

"Wait for the snow."

"It rained a little last night, but it was all small snow slag, and it stopped after a while." She moved a chair and sat next to him.

"It's cloudy today, and I look at the weather forecast, so there should be a chance of heavy snowfall." Meng Yuan shrank back.

"Did you have a good conversation with Yun Lash yesterday?"

"Actually, I can't talk about anything, she has her philosophy, I have mine."

"Well, yes, both of you are stubborn." Meng Yuan unfolded the blanket, holding a boxy sketchbook in his hand.

"These are all kinds of sketches that I draw in my spare time, do you want to see them?"

She took the sketchbook, some delicate, some wild, temples and Taoist temples, deep mountains and old forests, and most of them are the ocean, the quiet sea and the turbulent sea...

"You're so good at drawing." She comes from the heart, her skills can be trained, but the aura comes from nowhere.

Everyone looks at the world and has a different landing point, and he can always find the one that touches people's hearts the most.

Hand her a charcoal pencil: "If you think of something, draw it." ”

After a few brushstrokes, a man in ancient costume appeared in her pen, and behind him was a sea of layered clouds, in which the palace with carved beams and painted pillars could be faintly seen.

"Is this your dream?" He poked his head out.

"Sort of." She delicately sketched his outline, "In my dreams, he is a great hero who stands up to the sky. ”

"The details are so realistic, if you didn't say it was a dream, I really suspect you've been here." New book bag network

Meng Yuan took back the sketchbook and waved it twice in his hand: "I want to learn your penmanship well, it would be great if I could have such a dream." ”

"It's snowing, look." He looked out the window in surprise.

Large snowflakes fell from the sky, the sky was gray, and the ground was soon covered with a layer of white.

She walked outside the door, and shivered as the damp and cold air enveloped her body.

"I like the feeling of being cold and refreshing." Meng Yuan draped his coat over her shoulders, "But pay attention to your body and don't catch a cold." ”

"Did you think of my proposal yesterday?" He suddenly spoke: "My plans have changed, I may have to leave here sooner." ”

"How early?"

"In three days." Meng Yuan smiled, his expression was calm and natural, "I know it's a bit rushed, but I believe that you are not a person with too many restraints, are you willing to walk with me?" ”

He turned his head, and his handsome and unparalleled face was extremely bright against the background of the snow.

He stared at her intently: "I really want to walk with you all over the mountains, rivers and lakes." ”

Seeing that Li Jinjin didn't speak, he smiled and said, "Is my words giving you too much pressure?" At ten o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, I will leave, show up on time if you want, and it doesn't matter if you don't want to come. ”

Li Jinjin was silent, she could feel the throbbing of the original owner, and wanted to leave everything behind and leave with the person in front of her.

But she couldn't do that, and she was still waiting for her.

"Nice to meet you." She meant it.

On the day of departure, she woke up very early, hugged the quilt in a daze, and it was already snowy outside the window.

She stood up and looked through the window to the door.

I don't know how long later, it was about ten o'clock, and she saw a figure carrying a suitcase, slowly walking towards the door.