Cheng Yang walked out of the store alone, the ruins outside had almost been cleared, and there was no one walking on Goval Avenue at this time. Pushing the wheelchair Cheng Yang to the place where Mo Li said, the sun had risen in the distance, as if a fireball was slowly emitting temperature.

It is true that not far away I saw the place Mo Li said, to be honest, Cheng Yang used to pass by here often, but he never found that there was a painter's studio here.

When he came to the door, Cheng Yang rang the doorbell next to him, but there was no echo inside. Cheng Yang looked at his watch, and it was already more than 6 o'clock in the morning, and then he rang the doorbell again.

There was still no response in the house, but Cheng Yang saw that the door seemed to be unlocked. It is not allowed to trespass into private houses here, so Cheng Yang did not go in, but found a more suitable location to wait.

Time passed little by little, but the sun slowly dimmed, Cheng Yang could smell the combination of water and land in the air, and he knew that heavy rain would soon pour down here. In front of returning to the door, Cheng Yang pressed the doorbell again, and this time the sound came from the loudspeaker at the door.

"Who?"

"I'm a consultant at the store next door, and I'd like to ask you for a portrait." Cheng Yang said.

The voice on the other side stopped, and then I heard a voice from the loudspeaker: "Come in yourself, and close the door when you come in." ”

"Okay, excuse me." After saying that, Cheng Yang pushed open the door, Goval Avenue is basically designed in a relatively uniform style, and the shops on the side are also equipped with infrastructure for the disabled, so it is also very convenient for Cheng Yang to enter the interior.

After closing the door casually, Cheng Yang began to observe, and the dark-colored style of the corridor was particularly heavy. Cheng Yang was stunned at the corner, the combination of huge colored space and white filled the entire space, which was completely opposite to the dark color in the corridor, and it felt like a qualitative contrast.

The whole space is very large, but the interior is still very carefully planned, and basically has any functions. Looking towards the center, a bearded man is standing in front of a white canvas with a paintbrush, covered in paint, but not scruffy.

Cheng Yang didn't speak, but slowly came to the person's side and looked at him quietly. It took a long time for the man to move, and then he saw Cheng Yang.

"You're the new consultant at the store next door?"

"Yes, my name is Cheng Yang." Cheng Yang stretched out his hand and said.

The other party put down the paintbrush and shook it with Cheng Yang and said, "Xie Ping." ”

"I heard Mo Li say that you are an expert in this area, and I want to ask you to help me draw a portrait." Cheng Yang said straight to the point.

Xie Ping found a chair and sat down and asked, "Business or private?" ”

"Private matters." Cheng Yang said with a smile.

"A private matter? Can you tell me what you need me to draw? Xie Ping asked.

Cheng Yang asked after hearing this: "Did you say that I need to pay for helping me paint?"

Xie Ping thought for a moment and then asked, "Do you say that people are born wrong?" ”

Xie Ping's question stopped Cheng Yang, Cheng Yang thought a lot and then said: "If you can feel a mistake, it means that your life or the world has deviated from your inner vision, and people will make mistakes in this life, but when you can't control this kind of mistake, you will feel that you are a mistake." You tell me? ”

"A mistake is a mistake, just like you will become." After speaking, Xie Ping walked to the side, took out a can of coffee, and handed it to Cheng Yang, "I only have this here, I don't charge for your paintings, tell me what you want me to paint." ”

"Draw a person, that person looks very weird at first glance, but it doesn't make people feel very scared, with a long face, no beard on the face, very bright eyes, and the feeling of a person who can penetrate at a glance."

Xie Ping thought for a while and said, "I have a general feeling, is there no detail?" ”

Cheng Yang shook his head, what he said was the only thing left in his mind. In dreams, things will slowly disappear with time, but in fact, when we are awake, the human brain will filter some inconsequential information. But generally very important dreams will still stay for a little longer, which is not filtered if the total stay is longer, this situation is actually similar to the computer's cache, just temporarily stored, and after a period of time, it will disappear by itself.

"Okay, then you go back and wait, if nothing happens, you will come back the morning after tomorrow, I guess I will be able to draw it the morning after tomorrow." Xie Ping said.

"Okay, then I'll go back first." Cheng Yang put the coffee in his hand that had not yet been opened on the table and said.

"Close the door." Xie Ping added.

"Got it."

Leaving Xie Ping and returning to the street, it was already raining lightly on the road, and just when he was thinking about how to go back, Mo Li walked over with an umbrella.

"Boss, it's settled?" Mo Li came to Cheng Yang's side, and asked if the umbrella was pinned to the wheelchair.

"Well, I said that I would come and pick up the painting the morning after tomorrow, why did you come here?"

"Seeing that the weather is not good, I was worried that it would rain, so I came and waited." Mo Li said and began to push Cheng Yang towards the store.

"Thank you for your hard work, won't there be any problems with your body resting like this?"

Mo Li pushed the wheelchair and said: "There will be no problem, boss, you don't know that in fact, my jet lag has not changed, so I will be very energetic at night, and I can wake up naturally after sleeping 5 hours a day." ”

The rain became heavier and heavier, and water began to accumulate on the ground, and there were more cars on the road. After a while, a police car could be seen passing by the two men.

"There are suddenly more police cars today." Cheng Yang said.

"Yes, I heard that there was a problem in a psychiatric hospital, the morning news."

"Really?" Cheng Yang said and took out his mobile phone and looked at it.

The headline of the news was what Mo Li said, and the headline on it read, 'A fire broke out in a mental hospital in our city, and many mentally ill patients went missing'.

"What do you think about this?" Cheng Yang asked.

Mo Li thought for a moment: "If it is a human factor, then it means that one of these people is not a patient, if it is not artificial, this matter is fun." ”

Cheng Yang naturally knew what Mo Li meant by fun, it was nothing more than news that there would soon be some problems with mentally ill people on the street, and this kind of news would appear once in a while, but there would always be jokes.

"I'll be back in a minute, make me a cup of coffee." Cheng Yang put down his phone and said.

"Okay boss, I can arrange what you want to eat at noon."

"At noon, let's fry the steak, I've had a bit of an appetite in the past two days."