Lu Zhou didn't say anything, he was silent, hesitating and struggling in his heart. He clenched his fists, his breathing heaving and unsettled; Xiao Bancai finally turned around and looked at Xuanyuan Buge: "If one day...... You and my brother meet each other and spare my life. ”

"Okay, I promise you." Xuanyuan Buge agreed very happily, and there was no emotion in his tone, as if all this was taken for granted or irrelevant.

"Well, that's ......." Lu Zhou was happy for a moment, and then an uncontrollable inferiority complex surged in his heart, and he fell into a boundless and bottomless silence. He suddenly felt that compared to Xuanyuan Buge, he was really insignificant, not even as good as the light of fireflies, just like a rat parasitic in the dark underground.

Lu Zhou said: "Well, okay, if you need to call me ...... again." He was a little embarrassed and at a loss for a moment: "The next time I come, even if you want to call me, I won't be able to find it." ”

Lu Zhou felt too embarrassed, picked up the barrel and eagerly prepared to escape. Xuanyuan Buge stopped him: "Lu Zhou." can rank among the heroes without killing one person, and he is the greatest of chivalry. ”

"Only those who have never killed anyone, but can rank among the heroes and win the respect of the heroes, can be regarded as heroes among heroes." This is what Lu Zhou said a long time ago when he was hunting with Xuanyuan Buge in the mountains.

Of course, he didn't really think so, he just used it to refute Xuanyuan Buge's joke that he was cowardly.

Now when he heard Xuanyuan Buge say this to him, Lu Zhou was very happy, all the worries and unhappiness were swept away, and he said to Xuanyuan Buge: "Well, I know. I will definitely not kill a single person to stand on the top of the group and compete with you for the name of 'Sword Peerless in the World'. ”

Xuanyuan Buge only replied with the word 'good', and Lu Zhou didn't say anything more. As the squeak of the door stopped, the expression on Xuanyuan Buge's face disappeared.

When Mu Sen saw this, he suddenly felt a little sad.

To be honest, he is a person with very thin feelings, except for Dong Mu, he actually does not have particularly sincere and deep feelings for others.

Being with Shi Liang is not so much because they are friends, but because they smell the same.

became friends with Donglin, largely because she was always with Shi You, because she was Dongmu's sister.

So, who is indispensable around him, and who is really a friend?

Mu Sen tried to recall, but there was none.

No, maybe all of them. Shi Liang is indispensable, and so is Donglin.

However, being indispensable does not mean that it cannot be missing. It is indispensable that the other party will feel sad when he leaves, nothing more.

He spends too much time on painting, and for Mu Sen, the only thing that cannot be missing in life is probably painting.

But today, this passage, this incomplete, gave Mu Sen a great stimulus.

In fact, he usually watches these things, why is it so special today? Mu Sen thinks that it is probably because he is far away from his hometown, probably because his warm home is thousands of kilometers away. Other than that, there is no better explanation. Because I am far away from home, I miss the people of my hometown very much.

However, Mu Sen knew that once he returned to that city, it would only take a day for him to go back to before. When the excellent becomes dispensable, Donglin also becomes dispensable. The only thing that can't be lost is Dongmu.

Dong Mu, this name haunts his heart like a curse, let the knife chop and axe, let the wind and rain beat him unmoved, and can't hurt him in the slightest. These two words, as if by magic, make him so painful that he can't breathe every time he thinks about it, but even if he can't breathe in pain, he still thinks of him with all his might.

Pain is happiness, and this feeling is probably only in love, in unrequited love, and when thinking about someone. This feeling is probably the most torturous.

Mu Sen even felt that love itself was a curse, cursing all the people in the world and everything in the world. All those who are cursed will have to endure the pain of having a piece of flesh removed from their hearts. It must be yes, whether it is love or unrequited love, it must be. Mu Sen seems to have finally understood that love itself is a geometry of pain and joy.

This geometry is polished in the heart, and when the geometry is polished without edges and corners, people will become relaxed and calm.

However, the geometry of this love. Everyone's hardness is different. Some people are born without edges and corners, some people always maintain a posture and put it there, and they don't feel that it hurts, and some people simply grind it, and it immediately becomes smooth and round. But there are also people like Mu Sen, who can't breathe because of their heartache, and they can't breathe anymore, and they still don't wear it off at all.

Love, it's really unreasonable.

Only this sentence can express Mu Sen's mood at this time.

Mu Sen threw the stack of pages into the trash can, leaned back on the bench, and tears unconsciously flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"I can't see that you are so young, but you have a heart that hurts so much that you can't breathe when you think about it."

This voice is familiar to Mu Sen and is his first customer.

Mu Sen took a deep breath, wiped his tears, and said with a smile: "How come, probably I haven't slept well recently." ”

Mu Sen handed her the painting, and she asked, "Can you open it and look at it?" ”

Mu Sen said: "Of course, it is already yours. ”

"I've heard that children who study art are weird, and you make me feel like the weirdest one, so I'm a little bit 'expectant' about the content of the paintings."

Mu Sen smiled at her: "Then I hope my work will not live up to your expectations." ”

The girl opened the painting, and the moment she saw it, she was stunned.

The painting depicts an angel descending into the world and picking up a dirty child in the midst of a crowd. And the face of this angel is his face. The child reached out and grabbed the angel's hand, but behind his back was a pair of demonic wings. He looked at the angel, his eyes full of helplessness, thinking about the angel's plea for help.

If you look closely, you will find that these demonic wings are not his own, and someone has forcibly put them on him. And in the crowd, every one of them had a pitch-black feather.

The grandeur of the painting is no less than that of ancient Greek mythology. No, more shocking than any ancient Greek myth she'd ever seen.

"Is this really drawn by a child who is only thirteen or fourteen years old?" She couldn't help asking, if it weren't for the fact that the child's eyes looked purer than the angel in the painting, and if it weren't for the fact that he had already drawn a sketch for him, she would never have believed that the painting was from him.

Although the painting does not have the feeling of perfection of a master, the grandeur of the painting is more shocking than that of any master. How to describe it: it makes people feel that this is not a painting, but a real scene in which we are in.

When the girl was fascinated by the content of the painting, Mu Sen also humored: "Fascinated by your own portrait, although you are beautiful, I still think you are too narcissistic." ”

The girl smiled and said to Mu Sen, "My name is Zhou Yan." I don't know your name yet. ”

"Mu Sen. Please advise. ”

Zhou Yan looked at Mu Sen and sneered: "I thought you would be shy." It seems that I still don't know you too well. Zhou Yan looked at Mu Sen, a little curious and a little appreciative.

"Boys are only shy when they face the girl they like, and although you are definitely the type of person who falls in love at first sight, you are not the person I like, so I don't need to be shy," Mu Sen said. ”

Zhou Yan smiled again: "So, is it okay to gossip, were you sad for the person you like just now?" It's because she doesn't like you. ”

Mu Sen admitted: "I don't hate smart girls, but I don't like them occasionally. Well, the agreement is completed, and there will be no deadline after that. ”

As soon as he was about to leave, he was caught by Zhou Yan, Zhou Yan said: "I have been observing your actions for the past few days, and I can probably make sure that you are not a bad boy, so my sister invites you to dinner, and then moves out of the low-rent house, if you want, my sister can also provide you with school." How, do you think I'm an angel, like in the painting? ”

"Well, you're an angel, just like in the painting. But now you are different from the original you, since you are a lady, don't pretend to be a Jianghu person. ”

Zhou Yan smiled and smiled gently: "I just don't know how to invite you, I think you may prefer a chivalrous and gentle sister." So, do you still like ladies too? ”

Mu Sen turned around and looked at Zhou Yan, and took a deep breath: "Sister Zhou Yan, sister, thank you, thank you in all aspects." But I'll live over there, and I'll accept the invitation to dinner. ”

Zhou Yan didn't seem to understand and asked him, "Why, are you worried about what I do to you?" Or are you worried that I will hold you responsible? Don't worry, I'll treat you as a younger brother, my own brother. ”

Mu Sen shook his head and told Zhou Yan: "I came here to relax, but I didn't have much interest in traveling, so I became a vagabond." ”

Zhou Yan suddenly remembered that when he saw Mu Sen on the first day, although he looked down, the clothes on his body were very clean, and it was a set of valuable brands. Although the set I wore today is not a famous brand, it is still very clean.

How can a person who pays so much attention to appearance be a street child. Zhou Yan suddenly smiled: "Okay, since you said so, then my sister will do as you wish." Zhou Yan took out her mobile phone: "However, as an older sister, it is always necessary to know the whereabouts of your younger brother." ”

It is really a happy thing to meet someone who is willing to regard him as a younger brother in a foreign place, and Mu Sen certainly has no reason to refuse, so he gave Zhou Yan his contact information.