Although Qinglan didn't get the dim sum made by Wanwan this day, Wanwan gave a promise here. Therefore, it will be easier for him to go back to Yinyu.

However... When Qinglan returned to Yinyu that day, Yinyu didn't ask about Wanwan's snacks.

Yinyu sat in front of the desk, with a slightly sad look on his face. A piece of rice paper was spread out in front of him, and he was holding a brush in his hand. It looks like he's painting.

This kind of Yinyu is naturally very familiar to Qinglan. In the past, almost every half a month, at most a month, Yinyu would paint. And the paintings are naturally those Chen Wanwan who have been thinking about him since he was a child.

He was afraid that one day he would forget what she looked like, so he always had to paint.

But... He just knew what she looked like when she was a child. When I grew up, I only learned about it when I asked someone to go to Hangzhou and find some clues about the Chen family.

"Qinglan." Yinyu shouted at Qinglan and said, "Come and see, am I painting well?" Is there any charm to her? I always felt like I was taking a step backwards in my drawing. ”

Qing Lan actually didn't want to go over to see it. Before, you were still thinking about the dim sum made by Fujin, but now it's good, and I think of the girl I liked very much since I was a child, isn't this half-hearted?

Although I am worried about Fujin's dim sum, there is still a little difference between thinking about Fujin. But who knows that one day in the future, it will really change from thinking about dim sum to thinking about Fujin.

Qinglan is not a person who knows how to love. For him, in fact, what is in front of him is more down-to-earth than those who have passed away and cannot be recovered. Is what is lost really that beautiful?

It's just that since his master has already commanded him, he has no choice but to pass.

Qinglan walked to Yinyu's side and glanced at the painting Yinyu was painting. The girl depicted in the painting is squatting on the edge of the flowers, gently caressing a moon flower with her hand, and is sniffing the fragrance of the flowers.

The picture looks very harmonious, and even if the girl has only one side, she can see her lively and playful.

"The slave thinks that Brother is very good at drawing." Qing Lan really thinks so. is actually similar to the paintings painted by Yinyu in the past, why does my brother feel that his painting level has regressed?

Yinyu was obviously not satisfied with Qinglan's answer, obviously Qinglan's answer had no substantive content. It didn't help him at all.

"It's just..."Qing Lan looked at the painting again and again, and suddenly said very seriously: "It's just that the slave doesn't know why, but I always feel that the expression of the person in this painting is a little familiar?" ”

It seems to be somewhat similar to Fu Jin. But it's only a little bit like that, and there's a difference when you look closely.

The people in the painting are more lively and playful. It's like an innocent girl who doesn't understand anything, and only lives her life happily. But Fu Jin... But he is not such a person who only lives in a simple world.

Qinglan also doesn't know if it's because Fujin has lost Ama and Eniang since he was a child. Her eyes always looked a little sad. It seems that there is a knot in her heart that always lies in her heart.

Even in the past, Fujin was extremely lenient towards people, but Qinglan could still see this. Old friends Chinese network

"Familiar?" After Yinyu got Qinglan's words, he suddenly realized something. He had always felt that there was something discordant. Now, after Qinglan's reminder, I really remembered it.

He felt that way too. And this familiar feeling comes from not others, but his own blessing.

Yinyu, who realized this, seemed a little silent. He... I don't like my own blessings. was forced to marry, and there was also a gentleman's agreement between them.

Although Yinyu himself knew that he owed her something, he couldn't make up for it. Although, he also knew that she also had many shining points on her body, but he subconsciously wanted to ignore them.

It's just that, subtly, has she already had an impact on herself?

Yinyu, who came to this conclusion, was a little discouraged, and immediately crumpled the painting in front of him into a paper ball and threw it out. Then, he sat down in his chair in a daze.

Qinglan was also a little silent, but she still silently picked up the paper ball and went out.

Qinglan was holding a paper ball in her hand, and she didn't know what to do. In fact, to be honest, he thinks his brother's paintings are still very good-looking. The paintings he had painstakingly painted in the past, even if they were not very satisfying, he seldom discarded.

Instead, I keep it and occasionally take it out and look at it, looking for my own shortcomings and areas for improvement.

He painted Chen Wanwan's paintings in particular. Sometimes it's not so good, and he will tell himself that her growth rules may not be what he imagined. There are slight differences, and there are some.

But at this moment, Yinyu threw the painting away.

After Qinglan pinched the paper ball and walked out, she suddenly ran into Nian Xia, who was also outside.

Nian Xia had a lively temperament, and when she saw Qing Lan hanging her head, she couldn't help but ask, "Qing Lan, what's wrong with you?" Was scolded by your brother? Why does it look wilted? Tell my sister about it! ”

Qing Lan wanted to glance at Bai Nianxia. But when she thought that she also cared about herself, she said, "It's nothing." It's just that Brother didn't draw very well when he was drawing, so he threw away the paper. ”

"But I think it's pretty good, so it's a pity to throw it away, so I picked it up secretly."

As she spoke, Qing Lan took out the paper ball in her hand and said to Nian Xia, "This is the paper ball." I think... That's good. ”

"Really?" Nian Xia didn't know these things Yinyu gave her, so she simply took the paper ball directly from Qinglan's hand, and opened the paper ball in front of her to see what was going on.

"I'll see." Nian Xia said and opened the paper ball. Although the paper ball was crumpled after it was opened, the contents were still very clearly visible. Nian Xia only glanced at it a few times, and then frowned.

"Who is this painted by Brother?" Nian Xia looked at Qing Lan and asked hesitantly, "Isn't it Fujin?" ”