Who is that painting?
Nan Wen really didn't think that anyone would do it to him, and he didn't think that he could be drawn by someone who was disgusted with him.
Nan Wen really doesn't seem to have any hobbies, at least he doesn't care much about things like painting, and he hasn't looked at it a few times.
The look on Su Yi's face was very calm, but after hearing this, there was a rare slight change, as if there was something he should be worried about.
"Did anyone find you?"
Nan Wen leaned back slightly, leaning back on the seat.
Say, "No." ”
Su Yi was silent for a moment and said, "Do you need to send the news out?" ”
Nan Wen shook his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, maybe it's a coincidence, I'll ask." ”
Su Yi didn't say anything more, and changed to the cold expression like a robot in the past.
Su Yi saw that he didn't seem to have any more tasks to complete, so he went out without pausing.
Nan Wen's eyes were still on the drawn figure of himself on the phone.
Who else but that person would paint themselves like that?
Nan Wen really couldn't imagine the existence of this second person.
But this touch is really different from that person, and when that person first painted himself, he thought it was just a few strokes on a whim, and he should have thrown it away a long time ago.
Even if you can already have this guess, there is still no way to guess who the painting is from.
This seems to be someone's trumpet, perhaps the trumpet belonging to the owner of the painting, and it seems that the owner of the painting sent the painting out of a friend's account.
There are only 7 likes in total, and Nanwen has indeed seen it, but he has not left his footprints.
Maybe it's because you want to start here, or maybe it's because you don't want to do much.
All in all.
South Vancouver did nothing.
Shi Xue Li cleared this café, and her intestines were really a good thing, at least she read the books very quietly, and no one would disturb her, which was much quieter than the library that came from time to time with a word.
It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Nanwen came out of the café.
And the café did close late.
Nanwen didn't have any other ideas, just planned to waste this nowhere to waste time in this café.
Su Yi also stayed outside all afternoon.
But it's something that others won't notice.
Maybe when necessary, they will hide in places where people think that no one is possible, and most of the time they may just hide in the crowd.
Because everyone says that the safest place is the most dangerous place, it is possible to be watched by people in the crowd, but at least you can avoid direct exposure.
Su Yi had already gone through all the exercises, so he still knew all these things, and it was absolutely impossible for him to make those low-level mistakes in these things.
Nan Wen sent a message to Su Yi.
"Who arranged for you here?"
In fact, this can no longer be a problem, but can be said to be a forced question.
South Vancouver had a guess of its own.
But starting from the painting just now, I feel that there may be something wrong in my guess.
Therefore, if you can find out the source of everything, it seems that you can guess who the painting is from, and if you want to ask again, it will be much easier.