The color of the colored pencil is light and soft, and the brushstrokes are delicate. The sketch has nearly thirty pages, it seems that this is what Su Xiao usually puts in his bag, and he paints it when he has nothing to do, so he should have been painting for a long time.

Although there is no text, the plot is drawn very carefully, and Xia Zhi understands this simple story at once:

[One winter, there was a kid who built a snowman.

He loved the snowman very much, and was afraid that the snowman would melt when the sun came out, so he took the snowman back to his house.

However, if the temperature rises, the snowman will still melt.

So, he found a paintbrush and painted the house with the cold wind, the falling snowflakes, and the dark clouds covering the sun.

In the end, he found that the snowman still didn't stop melting, so what was the problem?

He looked at his hands and realized that it was the body temperature on his body that melted it.

He left his home for the sake of his beloved snowman, and from then on, he lay outside his home, looking at his snowman from a distance through the windowpane, and smiled contentedly knowing that the snowman was doing well. 】

"How?" Su Xiao walked out of the kitchen, sat on the sofa and asked her.

"Hmm...... To be honest, I was a little moved to watch. Her gaze was still on the last page of the drawing: the snowman was smiling with his back to the child in the house, and the child was smiling brightly outside the window.

"If you have time, give me some text. I'll leave the sketchbook with you, and I'll write it when you're fine. ”

"Nope." Xia Zhi shook his head and said, "Su Xiao, this story doesn't need words. ”

"Don't you need it?" He thought for a moment and said, "Can you understand?" ”

Xia Zhi said her thoughts: "Well, painting alone has the power to move. Without words, illiterate children can read it, and for adults, there is more room for interpretation. Su Xiao, I think you should try more independent creation, whether it is with text or simply painting. ”

"Don't make fun of me, I'm just boring to draw this. I don't know if it's going to be published. Maybe put it on the forum to play. ”

Xia Zhi said: "I mean, you are not an instrumental painter, you can be a creator. In the past few years of making picture books, I always feel like I am missing something by collaborating with other artists. Now that I see your picture book, I know what it is.

"There is more spirituality in your paintings than others. People always ask me if it's right to draw like this, and if it doesn't fit my imagination. And you will inject your own soul into the painting. ”

"You're talking too much. It may also be that we are more familiar, so I know what style you like, so I don't need to ask you a few words. He said with a faint smile.

The two laughed for a while, and Su Xiao said again: "Then, this book, you give me a title?" ”

"Book title...... Xia Zhi pondered for a long time, spread his palm to him and said, "Give me the pen." ”

Taking a pencil from him, she flipped to the blank page and wrote: Guard.

After writing it, I smiled first: "It seems to be a little dirty." ”

He looked at it and said, "No, that's it, it's very on-topic." ”

"I'll think again."

She was about to cross out the two words, but he leaned over and pulled the pen off: "That's it, I like it." Then he took the sketchbook away without saying a word.

She wrinkled her nose and said, "Whatever you want, it's your book anyway." ”

As he was talking, Xia heard the sound of the lock of the security door being unscrewed. On the way home, she sent a message to Han Junxi, telling him that he didn't have to pick her up in the afternoon, she went home to rest, and he also said that he would come back early, but she didn't expect him to come back so soon.

The moment the door opened, Su Xiao moved out and sat nearly two positions away from her. Seeing his subconscious movements, she paused in her heart.

Han Junxi was stunned when he entered the door and saw Su Xiao, and blurted out: "Why are you here?" ”

Xia Zhi hurriedly said, "I'm not feeling well, he sent me back." ”

Han Junxi rushed forward to sit next to Xia Zhi and said, "What's wrong with you?" Why didn't you call me to pick you up? ”

She took his hand on her cheek and smiled, "It's just a little tired, don't be nervous." ”

"Then ......" Su Xiao had already stood up and picked up the satchel, "I'll go first." ”

Xia Zhi nodded at him and said, "Okay." Thank you. ”

"I'll send you out." Han Junxi sent Su Xiao to the door, stared at him and said, "Thank you, I won't bother you next time." ”

Xia Zhi heard the sound of the door closing, and sighed helplessly: "People are kind enough to send me back, are you talking like this?" What's wrong with you? ”

"Isn't that what I should ask you? If you are uncomfortable, you should tell me as soon as possible, what are you telling him to do? He walked over to her and looked down at her.

She looked up at him and said, "Isn't it normal for us to go to work together and take care of each other?" You only promised a few days ago that you wouldn't interrogate me like this again! ”

"I promised you." Han Junxi sat down so that his eyes could be leveled with her, "But, even if you ask someone else to send you back, it's okay if it's not him." ”

Xia Zhi scoffed: "Han Junxi, don't I even have the freedom to make friends?" I've told you everything between me and him, we're friends, why do you have to pull him over and over again? ”

"Have you really confessed?" He sat closer to her, his eyes pressed against her.

She was angry: "What do you mean? ”

He looked at her motionlessly and said, "Xia Zhi, I asked Liang Lu, Master Nan has never held a Lantern Festival. Let me ask you again, who painted that lantern, that portrait? Who did you spend the Lantern Festival with in 2010? ”

His words made her heart feel as if it had been whipped. She tried her best to hide it, but he still connected the lantern with Su Xiao. What's more, he knew that she was lying, but he didn't expose it directly, but secretly investigated.

- She hated the feeling of not being trusted. What annoyed her even more was that she had lied.

Her lips trembled slightly: "You already have the answer, why are you still asking me?" If you care so much about the lantern, just throw it away. ”

She should have thrown it away a long time ago, maybe it wouldn't have happened if she had thrown it away. It's her fault......

She had mixed feelings in her heart, she obviously wanted to apologize, but she was overwhelmed by his domineering arrogance, and condensed a little stubbornness that was unwilling to admit defeat, as well as the grievance of being wronged - she and Su Xiao have always been just friends, and they will be in the future.

And his gaze at the moment is no longer as sharp as just now: "It's not that I care, it's you who care." ”

"I don't care, you can throw it now." She stood up and walked towards the room, exhausted and now just wanted a good night's sleep.