It took a while for Chu Tian to get used to the darkness. I couldn't help but take a breath, how different from what I thought. can be in such an environment, and smile so sweetly, what kind of fairy girl is this?

A little girl who looked to be in her teens sat on the floor, and there was only a shabby straw mat on the floor. The little girl's back is thinner than in the painting, and she is wearing a shabby linen dress. But she smiled brightly, although she laughed silently, the bright breath spread out all over the room.

A table with candles was in front of the little girl, and she was smirking at the table. Chu Tian couldn't help shaking, and then patted himself again, his heart was full of disgust for himself: Why did he think he was a human being when he arrived in the world, and he was timid.

Chu Tian took two steps forward, only to realize that the little girl was not smirking at the table, and there was still a person sitting behind the table. This candlelight was panicked, Chu Tian didn't notice that there was anyone behind the table just now.

The man was studying ink, quietly looking up at the girl on the ground, his face full of tenderness.

The person who grinds ink has beautiful eyebrows, wears a brocade robe to accompany the jade pendant, and looks like a rich boy.

When she approached the table, she found that the table was surrounded by paintings, landscape paintings, flower and bird paintings, and beauty pictures. Some were torn, some were crumpled, and some were laid aside. Although Chu Tian didn't know how to paint, she felt that these paintings were extremely beautiful.

There is also a piece of paper on the table with two lines of poetry inscribed: May you be safe, and share the bright moon with you in this life. May you be happy, and stay together year after year.

Childe picked up the pen and looked up at the girl again, and the tenderness in her eyes seemed to be able to dissolve the messiness and darkness of the room. The girl was greeted with a warm and sweet smile.

It's the smile on it.

They have a tacit understanding that they don't say a word, one paints, one appreciates the painter, and the painter rewards the Yiren.

Yiren smiled lightly in the light and dark room, and the son reflected the candle and painted the soft ceremony. The wonderful pen embellishes the two hearts, and it is a fall of the city.

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Chu Tian walked forward to take a look at the appearance of the son, and glanced back at two pictures of beauties on the ground, one appreciating flowers and the other watching rain. It's very chic. Looking at Childe again, he looks good-looking and has a thin figure, but he can't tell what his identity is. It's just a person who is good at painting, and I think all the paintings here are probably his masterpieces.

Chu Tian shook his head, puzzled why he went to such a small room to paint.

Chu walked to the door, intending to walk out through the door. I found that I couldn't wear it out.

The door is locked, and it's a confined space. If it's a confined space, then she can't get through the walls.

Is this a prison cell? It doesn't look like it.

Chu Tian wanted to lie on the window to take a look, but found that the window was too high and he couldn't see the outside at all. Even if you step on that low table, you can't see outside at all.

Chu Tian turned back to look at the happy two, this, this is really a bit pitiful.

Suddenly, the voice of Zhixi sounded in Chu Tian's ears: "Bai Chen, you come to my mansion and go directly to my princess's bedroom?" ”

“。。。”

It should be Zhixi coming, which is too embarrassing. Chu Tian looked around again, this room was closed, and he couldn't find anything, so he should go back first.

Chu Tian closed his eyes and left the illusion realm and returned to the dormitory. When he opened his eyes, he stood up, and he looked panicked as if he had done something unseemly.