Early the next morning, Lu Changan got up and went downstairs, and when he saw the maid cleaning up, he asked, "What about the northwest?" ”

"Mr. has already gone out early in the morning, Miss Lu, do you want to have breakfast?"

I'm out. Nodding his head and saying no more, he sat quietly in his seat and ate breakfast.

After eating, I was too bored to take my mobile phone and swipe the video, and suddenly saw someone knitting a scarf for my boyfriend, and after thinking about it carefully, I didn't seem to have done anything for Yu Xibei, whether it was a birthday or an anniversary, although it was also carefully prepared, but it was bought directly with money, if I made one myself, would Northwest be happy?

Thinking like this, Lu Changan went upstairs and changed his clothes.

"Miss Lu, are you going out?"

"Hmm."

"Then I'll arrange a driver for you."

"No, I'll be back in a moment."

Hearing her say this, the housekeeper didn't say anything more, and turned away to go about his own business.

Out of the villa, Lu Changan walked slowly on the road alone, and her mood gradually improved with the warm sun shining on her body.

"I want ice cream."

"Little Ancestor, you can't eat it, otherwise you will have a stomachache."

"No, I want it."

Hearing the voice, Lu Changan followed the prestige and saw that it was a young couple who were having a conflict, looking at their appearance, they should only be high school students, how many people's youth were carried by that school uniform, thinking that they were also like this at the beginning, he smiled and continued to walk forward.

Walking in the mall, she was looking for some wool or something, but suddenly saw a small shop with a painting at the door, and the people on the painting looked at each other and laughed.

"Painting is the silhouette of memory."

She stood in front of the door and looked at the painting quietly, as if she could feel what the person who painted it was feeling. Raised his feet and walked in, there were no customers in the store, only a little girl on the counter with her chin drowsy, looking at her so leisurely, Lu Changan couldn't help but smile, isn't the store door wide open, aren't you afraid that someone will come in and steal things?

She stood at the door quietly watching when she would wake up, only to see the girl's head slamming on the counter little by little, rubbing her forehead with a grin, and suddenly saw someone at the door.

immediately stood up and said to Lu Changan with enthusiasm on his face: "Little sister, are you here to buy paintings or to look at paintings?" ”

Sensing that his behavior was inappropriate, Lu Changan smiled awkwardly, but the girl's personality was big and she didn't take it to heart.

"I'll take a look."

Despite what she said, the girl enthusiastically explained to her every painting hanging in the shop. Lu Changan was not annoyed, and quietly listened to her every story.

Suddenly, she stood in front of a painting and looked at it quietly.

"What's the story of this painting?"

The two children sat in the garden and smiled at each other, the sun shining on their bodies, and the kind of pure Lu Changan felt that he hadn't seen it for a long time.

The girl followed her gaze and replied, "This is a painting by a mother who came with her son, and his son clamored for a little sister but was still in his mother's womb at that time, so this painting is also based on their story." ”

Lu Changan nodded, if she hadn't said so, she wouldn't have discovered the mystery, which made her have a different understanding of the girl in front of her.

Looking at the paint placed in the corner, Lu Changan suddenly had an idea.

He looked at the girl in front of him with a smile and said, "Can I paint a picture with your paint?" I'll pay. ”

The girl didn't expect her to make such a request, and she was stunned for a moment, then nodded and packed up her things. Standing next to her and looking at her, as if he didn't believe that Lu Changan could paint.

Picking up the long-lost brush, Lu Changan did not feel the slightest rustiness. Gently sketching the lines, the whole store is silent for a moment, with only the occasional sound of shabu-shabu.

From the initial suspicion to the later shock, the girl finally believed that Lu Changan could draw.

Looking at the backs of the two people on the painting, she could see that one of them was the young lady in front of her, and the other man didn't know who it was but looked at the back very familiarly. I didn't figure it out for a while.

Putting down the pen in his hand, Lu Changan looked at the painting that had just been completed in front of him and showed a faint smile. She painted the scene of them walking on campus in middle school, and originally wanted to draw a portrait of Yu Beibei, but when she picked up the pen, she suddenly remembered the little couple she had just met, and somehow suddenly wanted to draw herself at that time.

"Little sister, are you drawing you and your boyfriend?"

"Well, it's what we were like in high school."

"You drew so well that you could tell you must love your boyfriend."

Lu Changan was a little surprised, where did she see it?

Seeing the confusion on her face, the girl coughed and said with a straight head: "The young lady was full of smiles when she was painting just now, and when she was painting boys, her eyes were glowing, and you see." ”