Although Jun didn't remember it, Jun Yi always remembered.

She stood in the pouring rain waiting for him to turn back, waiting for him to accept her as his sister.

Doesn't she love him?

No, she was never less affectionate than his.

But he was so stupid that he fled, leaving her alone with loneliness and helplessness beyond the pain.

Returning after five years, she still waited for him to accept her as a sister, and he didn't accept it.

He never wanted to be a brother and sister with him, and his cousins didn't want to, not at all.

Thankfully, thankfully, they're really just lovers.

"It's all gone, isn't it? Now, we're married. And, I feel very happy. ”

Fang Yishen said, turned around, wrapped his hands around his neck, his eyes shone brightly, as if he was afraid that he would not believe it, and emphasized: "Really, we are very good now, and I especially like this state." ”

"Well, but I don't think that's enough."

"Greedy ghosts." Fang Yishen kissed him coquettishly and said teasingly.

......

"I'm just greedy, so greedy that I want to take all of you."

"Okay, it's all for you." Fang Yishen said with a smile.

After a long time, she sighed and said, "Stupid or not, all of me is yours long ago, isn't it!" ”

"Hmm. In that case, please ask the goblin to take all of me, so it's fair. ”

Junyi lifted her face and made her look at herself in the mirror, and whispered in her ear, "Is it beautiful?" ”

Fang Yishen glared at him vigorously, this person was so shameless, how could this be!

"It's too much."

"Where is the excess? It's all your fault, it's all your fault, it's all about being beautiful. ”

......

In the evening, Junyi took Fang Yishen to a studio, which was full of Mr. Miao's paintings.

Fang Yishen was surprised for only three seconds, and then he was relieved.

This castle was about the most comfortable time for her, and it was not surprising that she could do anything.

Fang Yishen walked in and saw that the paintings were all classified according to different stages.

Ten, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, no more.

The style of the painting school has not changed, but the style of the story content is different.

There is also Mr. Miao's famous work, which is also among them.

"Junyi, why do I still remember all the things about Mr. Miao. Don't you have anything to do with her? ”

Jun Yi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "If it weren't for the fact that I met Tang Xinye at the court gathering in Shanan Kingdom a few years ago and chatted a few words, I wouldn't have known that Mr. Miao, a famous boss in the magic world, would actually be my little fox." ”

Fang Yishen touched his nose, it was really an accident about Mr. Miao.

When she was in Ningning, her teacher taught her a realistic and figurative style, but she preferred abstraction.

So, on the one hand, the teacher taught him, Fang Yishen played freely, and he had both.

Art has a soul, and under normal circumstances, it is difficult for a person's artistic style to break through in his life.

But Fang Yishen is really not an ordinary person, she has played both sides, and she has played very well.

When she was ten years old, each of her paintings was carefully collected by Junyi.

Until he was twelve years old, Junyi returned to the imperial capital, and Fang Yishen's painting was borrowed by an art teacher at the school and submitted.

The teacher probably didn't have much confidence, so he didn't write his real name when he submitted the manuscript, and only left a pseudonym - Miaomiao.

So, twelve-year-old Miao Miao became famous.

But at that time, Fang Yishen had already lived independently and began to accept the autumn of falling red, she didn't want to cause trouble for herself.

gave the teacher who helped her submit a hush money and told her to shut up.

At that time, the sensation caused by Miao Miao was a bit too much. In desperation, Fang Yishen had no choice but to change his style.

Although it is also an abstract school, it is very different from the previous style.