A timid voice floated out of the scroll, some of which were full of anxiety, as if they were afraid that I would hurt her. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When I heard this voice, I was already stupid, because this voice was so familiar to me, so familiar that it was almost imprinted in my soul. Even when I heard it, I couldn't believe my ears.

I held my breath and looked up at the portrait of Chen Jing, but now the portrait was blank, and only the four lines of poetry I had written on it remained.

Then a cloud of green smoke floated in front of me, gradually condensing into the appearance of a woman. After seeing the woman's appearance, I was already speechless with excitement, this is the person I miss day and night! Because the appearance of the condensed green smoke is really exactly the same as Chen Jing, and even the breath is the same, at this moment, I even feel that it is Chen Jing herself standing in front of me!

I felt my body trembling, my lips trembling, I had a lot to say, but my throat felt like something was choked, and even my breathing seemed to be unsmooth. It was so quiet that there was no sound, and I could clearly hear my heart beating rapidly in my chest.

I rubbed my eyes, and then opened them quickly, for I was afraid that by the time I opened them, the shadow in front of me would be gone. When I opened my eyes, the lovely person that haunted me was still in front of me, and I suddenly felt that the heavens and the earth were spinning, and my body couldn't help but take a few steps back.

I don't know when my eyes became blurry, and tears rolled down my cheeks from my eye sockets disobediently, dripping on the ground and making a "click, click, click" sound, I never thought that I would have such a vulnerable side.

Chen ...... Quiet, yes, is that you? ”

The sound came intermittently from between my throats, and the words seemed to have an unpredictable weight, so much so that it took all my strength to say them.

"Brother Zijie, who are you talking to!"

At this time, the little fox suddenly broke in, and scared the woman who looked exactly like Chen Jing.

"Fox, you get out!"

Seeing the frightened look on the face of the woman who looked like Chen Jing, I couldn't help but feel a throbbing pain in my heart, so I yelled at the little fox loudly.

The little fox has never seen me like this, and no one has ever yelled at her, I have always been the person she relies on the most, but it is the person she relies on the most who yells at her for no reason, so her face is full of doubts, and then full of grievances.

Looking at the little fox's expression, I was also a little unbearable in my heart, after all, she also cared about me, so I came over to see what the situation was. It's just that all my thoughts now are on this woman who looks exactly like Chen Jing, so naturally I don't feel lonely to the point of being a fox.

The raccoon glanced at it with red eyes, and saw that my eyes seemed to be on the woman who came out of the painting, and I didn't look at her at all, so the raccoon left the room sadly.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you! And with me here, no one will hurt you! "I try to keep my voice as soft, calm and natural as possible so as not to scare her.

"I know you're not going to hurt me." The woman said as she should.

"Can you tell me, then? Who are you and why are you in Chen Jing's portrait. ”

"I know what you're thinking, but I have to tell you that I'm not Chen Jing, but the Immortal in the Painting! Because you miss the woman in this painting too much, every time you see this painting, you will confide in the person in the painting what you miss, and this painting was painted by your own hands, so I was born by chance. So I can say that I am the embodiment of your thoughts, not the person in this painting!

But because you have been talking about you and the person in the painting before the painting, I know what happened between you and Chen Jing! The woman explained earnestly.

After listening to the woman's words, I was extremely disappointed. Because when I saw the fairy in the painting, I imagined that Chen Jing had a little consciousness left, but the words of the fairy in the painting shocked my fantasy to the end. Chen Jing has finally left me and can no longer appear by my side, except for the wedding photo and the mobile phone she bought me, nothing else!

In fact, it would be nice if this fairy in the painting lied to me that she was Chen Jing, so that I would believe her! Then I told myself that Chen Jing was back.

"I see!" I said to the fairy in the painting in despair.

"Okay, it's time for me to go back, now my consciousness is still relatively weak, I can't leave the portrait for a long time, otherwise I'll be in ashes!" The fairy in the painting said.

"Then go back! Oh, by the way, since you are the embodiment of my thoughts, and you are the same as Chen Jing, I will simply call you ......"

"Chen Jing, I'll just call Chen Jing, okay?" The fairy in the painting said expectantly before I could finish speaking.

"Since you like the name, then you should call it Chen Jing." I smiled reluctantly.

"I have a name, my name is Chen Jing!" The fairy in the painting was extremely happy, and then turned into a puff of green smoke and returned to the portrait. A portrait of Chen Jing immediately appeared on the blank paper, and she smiled at me.

I stared at Chen Jing's portrait for a long time, and I couldn't calm down, Chen Jing's appearance lingered in my mind, so I couldn't miss her.

"Oh, why do you keep staring at people like this!" The fairy in the painting said a little embarrassedly, and two red glows rose on Chen Jing's cheeks in the portrait.

"You're not her, although you're exactly the same in terms of looks and breath, but you're not her after all!" I muttered to myself.

If I look at Chen Jing like this, I'm afraid she won't blush, maybe she will make me blush in turn.

Shaking my head, I left the room, for standing here, what could I do but be sad? Chen Jing is an eternal pain in my heart, no matter how hard I try to forget or forget, it is useless.

Although I kept hypnotizing myself for a while, telling myself that I had come out of the pain of losing Chen Jing, my heart was honest, especially the moment I saw the fairy in the painting, I felt that the scar was still so painful, the pain suffocated me!

After leaving the room, I saw the little fox crouching in the living room with his knees crossed, shaking his body from time to time. I hurried over and heard the little fox's slight sobs.

"Fox, I'm sorry, I was so excited!" I said with guilt.

Hearing my voice, the little fox looked up at me, with tears still hanging on her long eyelashes, and traces of tears sliding down her face.

"I'm sorry...... Did Brother Zijie just make a big noise and scare you? ”

I wiped the tears from the little fox's face with my sleeve, and kept saying that I was sorry, and it hurt a little to see the red eyes of the little fox. I've always said that I won't let the little fox be wronged, but it was I who first made the little fox wronged.

Looking at my self-reproachful expression, the little fox shook her head and didn't speak, and then she stood up from the ground.

"Xiaoxi knows that Brother Zijie misses Sister Chen Jing very much, but Sister Chen Jing has already left Brother Zijie. The one who appeared just now was not Sister Chen Jing, she was just a consciousness, so Brother Zijie, you must be vigilant, don't be deceived by that consciousness" Xiaoxi said worriedly.

Indeed, there is some truth to the raccoon's fears. Because the consciousness of the immortals in the painting is relatively weak, and if you want to become strong or even transformed into a real being, you need to absorb the essence of others, especially the essence of the person who created them.

Just when I came into contact with the fairy in the painting, some of my essence was absorbed by her. Although I know it, I just can't control myself, and I can't help but want to get close to her. Maybe it's because of Chen Jing, that's why I love Wu and Wu.