When Bai Yufei said this, Xiao Mo noticed that the big black cat didn't know where to get out, and suddenly jumped on Bai Yufei's body, stretched out its front paws to find a comfortable position, and lay on Bai Yufei's body without moving.

Between the two front paws of the black cat stretched and closed, Xiao Mo saw that the nails of the cat's paws were very sharp.

"After Mr. Zhang went, who questioned you?"

"It's all unrelated people, and I don't want to know their names. This is my home, and of course they are not allowed to be presumptuous with me. Except for Xiao Ze of Yunxiao Group, after all, the uncle's future affairs are all his responsibility. As far as matters are concerned, I'm still quite grateful to him. ”

"As far as I know, you have a mental problem, can you elaborate on that?"

"The doctor said I had a delusion, and although I wasn't sure, everyone around me said that, including my uncle. That's why I think there is! ”

"What are the specific symptoms, can you tell us?"

"When I used to live with my mother, every night, I could always see a man in black peeping outside the door, and sometimes he kept knocking on the door in the middle of the night. Even though my mother moved several houses specifically for me, the man in black was always with him, and he followed us wherever we went. ”

"Do you think the man in black is real?"

"At first I thought so, but the police came, they looked into the surveillance and didn't find the man in black. My neighbors also told me that there was no such thing as a man in black knocking on the door. Later, the uncle said the same. I believed it. ”

"Didn't the man in black come with him?"

"No, since I moved here to live with my uncle, the man in black hasn't been seen again."

"Then, did Mr. Zhang tell you that you have anything else abnormal?"

"No, officer, you don't think my uncle is caused by my mental reasons!"

"At present, the possibility of this cannot be ruled out."

"Well, even if I do have delusions, but does this have anything to do with my uncle's low blood sugar? The doctor said that maintaining an optimistic and positive attitude towards life is good for my condition. It's far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, and my uncle and I live so comfortably. If the man in black was really my fantasy character, but he never appeared again after I moved here. Isn't that a sign of improvement? ”

"I saw medicine on the bedside table in your room, do you take it every day?"

"When I didn't live with my uncle, I suspected that the doctor was making something out of nothing, so I didn't take my medicine on time. But since we got together, every day my uncle has been supervising me to take my medicine, and I guess that's why the man in black didn't show up again. ”

"Can you tell me how you and Teacher Zhang got together?"

"It's also very dramatic, we only knew each other because of a phone call that I made unintentionally."

"What phone? At what time? ”

"It was two months after my mom died, and a lot of people said that I had mental problems because my mom died, but it wasn't, it was like that when I was in school.

When my mother was there, with her, the man in black didn't dare to make too many mistakes. But after my mother left, the man in black appeared every day. I felt like my spirit was on the verge of breaking down.

That night, I couldn't stand it, so I dialed a random number, and the mobile phone number was my uncle's.

After that, many nights that I couldn't get through, I called my uncle frequently as if I had grasped a life-saving straw.

A month later, we came together.

At first, I didn't know that my uncle was the painter that my mother particularly admired, so it could be regarded as my fate with him! In the dark, it was my mother who arranged for us in the other world. ”

"Is there love between you and Teacher Zhang?"

"Of course, why should I come together with him without love?"

"How much love?"

"It's the kind of love I love."

"Before you met Mr. Zhang, did you fall in love?"

"There have been two talks, but they are both bland and there is no substantial development."

In other words, you met a strange uncle because of a phone call in the middle of the night. Then in just one month, he had an unbreakable relationship with this uncle, and two months later, he entered the palace of marriage.

How credible do you think you are? ”

"What I said is true."

"Okay, I'll analyze how much water you say. Let's talk about Mr. Zhang's age first, although Mr. Zhang himself is a good person, but after all, the age is there, and it is more than enough to be your father. You can fall in love with an older uncle in just one month and decide to marry him. Don't you think it's ridiculous?

Secondly, there are many coincidences in the world, but you can make an unintentional phone call in the middle of the night, and the uncle on the other end of the phone happens to be your mother's idol, a well-known master in the industry, what do you think is the chance?

If this is all right, those star-chasing fans don't have to do anything every day, just call in the middle of the night, maybe their idol is on the other end of the phone, and it is possible to have a relationship with their idol.

Miss Bai, do you think I'm right? ”

The big black cat that was lying on Bai Yufei's knees with his eyes closed and recuperating suddenly opened a pair of big round eyes and glanced at Xiao Mo, which made people panic.

Bai Yufei bit her lip and said, silent for a long time.

"Well, I'll admit I didn't tell the truth about that phone call. But my feelings for my uncle were real, and that phone call was also premeditated. Uncle is not actually my mother's idol, to be exact, my uncle is my idol.

I have a famous painting of my uncle's famous work "The Girl on the Bamboo Row", I dropped out of high school due to illness and stayed at home, and I was locked up at home all day long and did not want to go out.

I have loved to paint since I was a child, and every day I sit in front of the window and paint, painting the sky outside the window, painting the birds flying by the window, painting the traces left by the airplane flying in the sky, in short, I paint whatever I see.

More often than not, I copy my uncle's paintings, especially the one "The Girl on the Bamboo Row", and my mother can't tell the real from the fake.

My mom helped me sign up for a painting class outside, and it just so happened that the class had one class every Saturday, and Mr. Zhang Bai was in attendance.

Of course I'm excited to be able to learn to draw in an idol class.

The live-action version of the uncle is in line with what I imagined, and the master must have his admirable personality charm.

I never felt a father's love when I was a child, my father was an elementary school art teacher, but he died young.

In my memory, my father was the picture on the family frame. There are many similarities between the uncle and the picture of his father in the frame. ”