Tick, tick, tick.

The copper leak went three more times.

Inside, it's so quiet.

His hand trembled and climbed up his cheek.

His eyebrows are thick like ink paintings, and his lips are like cinnabar.

The whole person seems to have fallen asleep.

The golden hairpin was half-sunk into his forehead, and he lay motionless on the six-foot wooden platform. Let her hold a plain brocade silk handkerchief and scrub his cheeks carefully.

The moonlight outside the window is already extremely full, and within a stick of incense, the bright moon will become a missing string. She raised her eyes, and the smile on her face floated, and gradually became too thick to dissolve.

"Childe~"

She muttered.

But accidentally, the corners of his eyes were wet.

The world knows him, but not her.

But she accompanies him, heaven and earth are the seat, and the four seas are home.

Who doesn't know, Jiu'an Jushi is a painting.

It has always been that there is no price in the market.

Everyone praises him, and his painting skills are unmatched for hundreds of years. Every time I mentioned it, I was still excited.

The last painting "A Girl's Journey to Spring" can be called the most important stroke in this life. Since it appeared in the world, countless people have fought for it.

He is full of profits, free and uninhibited and romantic. I don't know how many good girls are getting thinner and thinner for him.

But who knew that he was drunk and lying on a small bamboo couch, and his mouth was all "her".

He and "she".

Separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, the end of the world.

She and him,

Close at hand, always in the same bed.

But she's not "she".

He looked at her, but not at her.

It's just through her, thinking about that "she".

She was expecting him to open a picture scroll and absorb his thoughts as always, but before she knew it, she was already deep in the mud.

The day and night are relatively decades, and a shallow heart has long been filled by him, how can there be any extra space?

When she was there, he didn't know it.

When she lived, he was long gone.

I tried hard to find him, but I saw a handful of dust and mud under the wordless monument in the old bamboo forest.

She was born because of him, but she could only lie in his painting box.

The broken heart is full of traces cast by him. How could she allow him to enter reincarnation without saying goodbye.

Tick tock.

Copper leaks are louder.

The clouds moved swiftly forward,

Silently, covering the place.

Inside, it was dark.

The wind blew the curtains, and the light smoke burned.

She bowed down reverently and performed a solemn three prostrations and nine prostrations. Immediately, she got up, stretched her waist and said something.

The carved wooden windows reflect her strange dancing.

Thunder roared.

A torrential rain covered the world.

I don't know how long it took.

Until the day dawns, the wind and rain gradually stop.

Like a kite on a broken string, she fell weakly on the cold ground.

Clutching his clothes in her hands, she woke up with a muffled grunt.

"Susu,"

He said, his eyebrows slightly raised.

One day, two days, three days.

She had been with him for three days.

He held her palm, reluctant to let go.

Can't see enough, can't see enough, he can't see enough.

Until now, my brain has been dizzy.

He never dared to imagine that one day she would be by his side.

Everyone said that he was famous all over the world, rich and chic. But who knows, he and that she are separated by a lot of worlds.

He is a guest of the noble hall, but he is only a guest. No matter how noble a guest is, he is just a picture box.

How can she be worthy of the daughter of the dignified palace.

There was nothing beautiful about his meeting with her.

At the age of thirteen or fourteen, he always longed for the outside of the tall wall door. But he was afraid of trouble, so he sneaked into King Rui's mansion to hide for a while.

The two who are not in the same line naturally have a lot of bumps and bumps, and they naturally have a lot of wits and courage.

King Rui was hospitable and admired his paintings. Therefore, even if she is not very pleased with him, she cannot disobey her father's will.

I watched him shake the feather fan lightly and talked happily with his father.

She bowed her head, pursed her lips, and offered him tea.

So, after all, he became, her Mr. Painter.

At first, she was also secretly teasing him a little. However, he was always able to see through her schemes. With a little trick, she will be tricked around.

She was always puffing out and glaring at him. His face was very unfriendly, and he wished that he would split it in half.

But he smiled and drew a picture of a pond frog in the smoke and rain. The frog's cheeks were bulging, and her eyes were big, like she was when she was angry.

No matter how stupid she was, she could tell he was making fun of her. He looked at him hatefully, and vowed to draw a male frog that was not beaten, and then give the frog a flock of toads.

It is precisely because of him that her best painting is the smoke and rain pond frog.

Even when my father saw it, he would also brush his beard. His eyes were full of approval, and he said to her sincerely: "Not bad, yes, I've learned seven points." Keep up the good work, keep it up, and come back daddy will reward you,"

Under the teaching of three years, her painting skills have improved day by day. He looked at her paintings, and his eyes slowly grew more smiling.

I don't know when.

She was no longer vindictive with him, and he was polite when he saw her.

It is rumored in the capital that she is the first talented woman today. The gaze of all eyes has changed from the initial ecstasy to a heavy shackle.

The threshold of King Rui's Mansion is about to be flattened. There are also more and more people who come to the door to ask for relatives. All of them are young talents with extraordinary backgrounds.

But......

Without him.

King Rui invited her, the most respected teacher. Regardless of walking and sit-ups, they are very strict.

At the end of the day, her palms were always swollen high.

He looked at her with some reproach in his eyes, but she suddenly burst into tears of grievance.

The eyes are red.

Her eyes were red.

She cried.

My heart felt like a cone.

Confused, he bent his stiff waist. I wanted to pat her on the back, but I quickly withdrew my hand and shook the feather fan instead.

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'm most afraid, girls cry. I'm not going to study today, I'll take you out of town,"

It was their first and last time they traveled together. Obviously, she has seen the scenery countless times, but she feels that the maple leaves are different red this time.

If you're not careful, you'll hurt your eyes.

In the past, she felt that time was slow, but now she only hates that it flies too fast.

It's so fast that I can't figure it out.

At that time, the lingering compassion had no time to reminisce, and it had already passed away with the wind, leaving no trace.

Under the nod of Daddy, the family affair had the final result. She has less and less time to go to the studio to paint.

She began to become more and more demure.

Every expression is as if someone has measured it with a ruler.

Everyone boasted that King Rui's daughter was like a fairy descending to earth. I don't know if it is. Whose son-in-law has such a good fortune to marry her home.

But it was only him, frowning, and said unhappily: "It's uglier,"

She smiled, her expression very gentle.

When he lowered his head, the corners of his eyes were red.

"I've grown up......"

She shook her head, and her mind turned back and forth: Why can't you see, I am not what I was then.

On the day Mama Jiao Xi left, she grabbed her hair and said, "I have nothing left to teach you,"

"I've offended these days, I hope that in the future, Miss will be cautious in her words and deeds, and you must know that blessings and misfortunes are hidden in every move."

"Yes, thank you for your teachings,"

She took off a pair of beloved bracelets.

looked at the figure of the grandmother and disappeared into the vermilion door.

She smiled perfectly,

Perfect but without temperature.

Like a marionette pulling strings,

The aura is all worn away.

Around the corner,

When he looked at her, he was even more disappointed.

Listen to the news that she is getting married.

He just said lightly.

"I wish you happiness,"

He turned his back.

The cocoons in the palm of the hand are thick.

Choked her to the point of suffocation.

One does not dare to say it, and the other will not say it.

Two people, goodbye.

On the day she wore the red wedding dress, ten miles of red makeup was full of friends, and Ruifu was smiling up and down.

He watched her and slowly boarded the sedan chair ushered in by the prince.

There was a sudden pain in my heart, and something was lost. He didn't bother to pick it up, but poured the liquor down jar after jar.

He didn't know that in the sedan chair, she was clutching her stuffy chest. A pretty face with pear blossoms with rain, soaked with a fiery red wedding dress.

The next day, he disappeared into the capital.

He hasn't heard from her since.

But now, she took the initiative to appear here.

When he woke up, he saw that she was covered in muddy water and very embarrassed.

Like a rose in the autumn rain, it was bullied by the wind and rain and fell into the dust and mud for no reason.

Such a long way, with her daughter's body, I don't know how, came here.

He looked at her, his pupils full of pity.

"Susu, you...... Really willing? ”

Thick calluses, covering his cheeks, he looked at her in disbelief.

Giggle ~ cluck ~ cluck.

It's so itchy.

She couldn't stop laughing.

Plain hands climbed, and his palms were a little rough. She smiled with her eyebrows, raised her eyebrows, and asked, "It's not true, can't you make a joke?"

"What, you're scared? Still is...... Do you think I'm too redundant? ”

She lowered her eyelids and smiled back. The picturesque eyebrows are also beginning to turn gray.

"That's right, after all, I'm married, and I don't deserve it anymore, you world-famous talent,"

"It's not...... How so," he said with a slight stammer.

He immediately lowered his head: "I...... I'm just afraid to wake up...... You're gone again,"

"In the past, I only thought that when the mountains and rivers were young, it was a wonderful thing to be drunk and lie in the plum room every year?

"But that day, suddenly, I saw you boarding the sedan chair of the prince. I know that you are such a match, and you are a match made in heaven,"

"I can only hold it, the plum blossom you married is drunk, and you have drunk a thousand cups and ten thousand cups, but you can't get drunk no matter what,"

"I ......"

Shhh

The tip of her nose drilled into her breath.

The jade fingers cover the lip.

"It's over, don't think about it anymore,"

"It's just that you can only be incognito, will you blame me?"

She leaned sideways, smiled, and didn't wait for him to answer, and said to herself: "It's useless to regret it, anyway, I'm relying on you, and you don't want to get rid of me in this life,"

"You...... Really,"

He knocked her on the head, and suddenly his face went down.

"With today's paintings, you have missed so much homework, and you should make up for them one by one,"

He turned his back and gently shook the feather fan.

Go back and study the yellow calendar to see which day is the most auspicious.