Thinking of this, she felt that instead of downgrading, she directly changed the color of the fourth painting.

It's not a dark red or bright red sky, it's a clear blue sky.

"If you can't mix it up, you can use a similar color, why use blue?"

This kind of large color jump makes it easy to feel that it is not a series of paintings.

"Because ......" Chu Nian gently ticked the last stroke of the first draft, "I think the sky in my brother's heart can light up." ”

She didn't know why the teenager was so paranoid, and she didn't know why he always did something particularly shocking.

Maybe what Xiao Bo said is right, he is indeed sick and needs to be protected.

"Why do you want to light up?" He squinted slightly, a smile on his lips.

Chu Nian looked at the corners of his mouth, knowing that he understood what she meant, and knew what kind of answer he wanted.

"Because you've got me."

The wind outside the window slowly blew into the room, and the air seemed to be filled with the faint scent of gardenias.

Jiang Liangchen picked up the brush with his other hand and made revisions to his first draft of the painting.

In the first three images, there is always a young man in black clothes and a black mask watching the world collapse from an unknown corner.

In the fourth picture, his first draft is also only a teenager, and compared with the first three pictures, the position of the teenager and even his expression have not changed.

His face was pale, and the destruction of the world had nothing to do with him.

Chu Nian looked at him holding the brush with his useless hand, but he was still very steady and couldn't help but be surprised!

This boy is really a god-like boy, and what if he hurts one hand, even if he uses an unused hand, it is still better than her draft.

"What are you adding?" Chu Nian blinked slightly, and what he added seemed to be ...... Alone.

"You."

"Me?"

Chu Nian's eyes widened, completely stunned, and it wasn't until after Jiang Liangchen's line drawing was completed after a while that she could see clearly who he had drawn.

A girl with a twisted braid, standing next to the teenager.

The boy who had been wearing the mask had also taken off the mask and placed it on his right hand.

And his other left hand is holding the girl's hand steadily.

The sky is blue, the end of the world seems to have passed, and all that remains is the end of happiness.

"When are you going to tie the braids for me?" Jiang Liangchen's gaze was very gentle, gently smoothing his hair, and his eyes were indulgent.

"I won't, does my brother want to tie me up?"

"Okay." Jiang Liangchen responded: "Can I tie myself in?" ”

Although he was still as calm as water on the surface, his heart was already throbbing.

Maybe he doesn't know himself at all, and when a person suddenly breaks into his heart, the most he wants to do is to tie her firmly to his side.

Whether it's life, or death.

At that time, Chu Nian didn't understand Jiang Liangchen's truest heart, but when she fully understood, it was already too late.

For an afternoon, Chu Nian was helping Jiang Liangchen color her paintings, and Jiang Liangchen spent three minutes helping her tie her braids and then leaning on the sofa to read.

Yes! Three minutes, just three minutes!

He can make perfect a thing that he has never touched before.

And...... It's better than what Ye Ya helped her tie!

Before Jiang Liangchen began to help her tie her braids, she swore to him with a solemn face: "Brother, you may be in a daze with my hair this afternoon!" I feel so happy when I think of your confused look. ”