Qin Tian was responsible for driving them to Liuta Mountain, and after arriving at their destination, he left first because he had other things to do.

Make an appointment, and Ou Yin asked Qin Tian to pick them up in the evening.

There is still a distance between the mountain and the mountain, and the task of carrying the easel naturally falls on Ou Yin.

Seeing that he lifted the shelf easily, Liang Xinyu had to sigh at the huge difference between men and women.

Every time she wants to go out to sketch, carrying painting materials is the most headache for her.

Halfway up the mountain, Ou Yin asked Liang Xinyu if he wanted to rest for a while.

Liang Xinyu thought he was tired and nodded.

Sitting on the stone steps on both sides of the road, blowing the cool mountain breeze, the tedious chores of life have become as small as dust.

This is the first time Ou Yin has been close to nature since returning to China, and it has been six years since the last time.

Time flies, fleeting, these words to describe the speed of time, it turns out that they are not made up out of thin air.

"Do you rarely climb mountains, hike or anything?"

Seeing Ou Yin blowing the wind with a satisfied face, Liang Xinyu asked with a little curiosity.

"It's rare to have such an opportunity." Ou Yin replied honestly.

"I think so."

chatting with Ou Yin, Liang Xinyu couldn't help but fight with him.

"Really? How so? This can be seen, and Ou Yin became interested in her observations.

"Look in your eyes." Liang Xinyu tilted his head to look at him, mysteriously.

"My eyes?" Ou Yin pointed at himself, not understanding when he was betrayed by his own eyes.

"Eyes are windows to the soul, you know?" After knowing that he guessed correctly, Liang Xinyu stopped going around in circles.

"Your eyes are clouded by the modern world. When you come into contact with this fresh world, your eyes shine. So I guess you spend your free time dealing with mundane things, and you don't have time to see what nature is like. ”

Ou Yin smiled and stared at Liang Xinyu with admiration.

"It seems that I kidnapped an amazing fiancée home."

Liang Xinyu took his ridicule as a compliment and returned him a bright smile.

"Let's go, we're still halfway to the top of the mountain. When you stand on the top of the tower and look out at the whole mountain, you will be shocked from the bottom of your heart. ”

As she spoke, she reached out to help Ou Yin with the easel.

Ou Yin's eyes quickly stopped her.

"It's still a man to do this kind of rough work, just concentrate on walking."

"What's so good about walking, let me take the paint, don't worry, I'm not that delicate." Liang Xinyu knew that Ou Yin didn't want to tire her.

Before she knew him, she did all these things by herself, and I didn't see that she couldn't do it.

"When you have a man, you should give him the opportunity to perform. You are now my fiancée, and I deserve to love you. ”

The three words 'fiancée', Ou Yin said more and more smoothly.

couldn't compete with him, so Liang Xinyu had no choice but to give up.

Walking quietly beside him, she was in a good mood and silently counted the bluestone steps under her feet.

She knew very well that this marriage was fake, but she really felt the real affection.

Perhaps, Ou Yin is more worthy of her marriage than Song Yifan, right?

With such an idea popping up in his head, Liang Xinyu quickly shook his head.

The thought was so crazy that she had to contain it in time.

What kind of man is he? If it weren't for her face, I'm afraid he wouldn't have looked at her, right?

Judging from Jin Chenan's reaction when he saw her, Liang Xinyu had a bottom in his heart.

It took more than half an hour for the two to finally reach the top of the mountain.

The top of the hill is flat and wide, and some entertainment venues have been built on it. There are tea houses, mahjong parlors, snack bars, and jewelry shops.

"It's so noisy on the mountain, won't it affect your painting?"

Today is not a holiday, and there are still many people who come to the mountain to enjoy the scenery.

"I didn't say I wanted to paint here? Didn't you see the maple grove behind the Six Towers? ”

Liang Xinyu pointed to the southwest direction and said.

Following the direction of her finger, Ou Yin remembered that they had come to draw maple leaves. A little embarrassed, he raised his hand and touched the back of his head. At this moment, Liang Xinyu actually felt that he was as cute as a child.

The two of them avoided the crowd and walked in the direction of the Sixth Tower, and continued to walk for about five hundred meters, only then did they see the maple forest.

A gust of wind blew, and the maple leaves rustled.

Ou Yin put the easel on the open space, and turned around to find Liang Xinyu taking a deep breath with his eyes closed.

Sensing that he was looking at her, Liang Xinyu closed his eyes and said to him, "You try it, it has the taste of a maple elf." ”

Ou Yin did as he was told, and the natural woody aroma penetrated his heart and spleen.

The refreshing feeling went straight to his brain, he felt the cells in his whole body jumping, and suddenly, he had the urge to paint.

"Shall I draw one first?" Ou Yin made a request.

Liang Xinyu didn't know that Ou Yin could also draw, so he was slightly stunned, and then said okay.

He set up a shelf, laid out the paper, and Liang Xinyu stood next to him to mix paints for him.

Ou Yin painted attentively, Liang Xinyu was always looking at him, and he never noticed it.

The two of them had known each other for several days, and it was the first time they had observed him so closely. His eyelashes are long, his eye sockets are deep, and the bridge of his nose is straight, and he has the smell of a European man.

"Are you of European ancestry?" Liang Xinyu asked a question inexplicably.

Ou Yin looked up and stared at her for a full half minute before replying:

"Isn't it okay to greet my ancestors for no reason?" He didn't know how she had suddenly come to such a conclusion.

It's a good question, and he translates it like scolding.

Liang Xinyu glanced at him lightly and waited patiently for him to answer.

Raising the brush and dipping it in a little paint, he painted the maple leaves under the pen to a fiery red, and between closing the brush, he spoke: "My grandfather's grandfather is British, and he barely has a little British ancestry. But it's been 200 years, and it's really interesting that you can still see some clues. ”

Ou Yin hooked the corners of his lips and smiled, and his interest in Liang Xinyu became stronger and stronger.

With answers to the questions raised, she turned to admiring Ou Yin's paintings.

Before, she was just curious about what Ou Yin was doing, and she didn't know that he could also draw.

So in the process of his painting, Liang Xinyu endured and didn't look at it.

When he finished painting, she stood in front of the shelf, and Liang Xinyu was stunned.

The painting depicts a woman in a fiery red wedding gown with fair shoulders exposed. The red and white set off each other, and the characters are white and red, which is extremely vivid.

The wedding dress is made of maple leaves, which is similar to her flower wedding dress.

He moves his pen smoothly, like a flower under his pen. In an instant, a work appeared in front of him, which shows his profound skills. Liang Xinyu is proud of his talents, and compared with Ou Yin, she thinks he is slightly better.

Looking at the woman's face carefully, I saw that the corners of her mouth were smiling, squinting slightly, and the depiction was clearly her expression just now.

She once dreamed of wearing a wedding dress designed by herself one day, as if it was deliberately arranged by God, and Ou Yin made her wish come true.

Before Liang Xinyu came back to her senses, Ou Yin had already taken out a delicate box from his trouser pocket and knelt down in front of her on one knee.

"Xinyu, marry me, be my bride, I will love you and spoil you for a lifetime."

This is her fantasy of marrying Song Yifan, those scenes that have appeared countless times in her dreams, and now Ou Yin has completed them.

When he was stunned, he already remembered the commotion around him.

"Marry him, marry him...... Marry him, marry him ......"

Turning his head sideways, Liang Xinyu realized that there was already a circle of people beside him at some point.

"Hurry up, don't make a fuss!"

Liang Xinyu begged Ou Yin in a low voice.

"If you want me to stop making trouble, promise me!" Ou Yin's affectionate answer.

"Didn't I promise you a long time ago?!" Liang Xinyu didn't know which one Ou Yin was singing.

"That's different, how can you save such an important thing as a marriage proposal?"

Ou Yin didn't mention the agreement, only said that it was something he had to do.

Liang Xinyu was silent for a second, and then stretched out his left hand and raised his orchid finger.

Ou Yin took out the ring from the box and put it on Liang Xinyu's ring finger.

"Marriage is a shackle, and from then on, you will be firmly trapped by me." Ou Yin kissed the back of Liang Xinyu's hand and said the spell with a smile.

There were cheers and applause all around, praising the couple for their successful proposal.

He kissed her in a chorus of blessings, and she forgot to close her eyes.

Looking at Ou Yin's skillful acting skills, all of a sudden, Liang Xinyu hated the affection that this fake play was really doing.

After the crowd dispersed, she began to paint, and kept drawing, and kept drawing, and there was no emotion on her face, but it was a little frighteningly quiet.

The red maple leaves fell to the ground one by one, entered her paintings, and became a battlefield of battle in the blink of an eye. The deep shades of red and black, when intertwined, resemble a tragic scene after the war.

Ou Yin angered her somewhere, and took advantage of Liang Xinyu's inattention to hug her tightly from behind.

Liang Xinyu was afraid of ruining the painting, so he stiffened for a moment and then stopped moving.

She still had her hands flying on the paper, and there was a small village thousands of miles away from the battlefield. Under a maple tree in front of the village, a woman dressed in white looked at her with a maple leaf in her hand, her face filled with sadness and hope.

"It's a good drawing, but what's the name?"

At the end of the painting, Ou Yin could see that her mood had calmed down.

"Can't you see it? Life and death! ”

Ou Yin actually saw it a long time ago, but he was just deliberately pretending to be stupid.

There is only the heroine in the painting, and as for the male protagonist, it is a drop of blood of an unknown soldier in the battlefield.

She wasn't as angry as she was just now, but she was still struggling with him.

Ou Yin wanted to explain to her and tell her that the intention of the marriage proposal was real. In the atmosphere just now, the idea of proposing marriage suddenly popped into his mind.

The atmosphere is too beautiful, and the idea of wanting to go to the white head with her will be born in an instant.

They had an agreement first, if he suddenly said that he sincerely wanted to marry her, Liang Xinyu would definitely think that he was a capricious and unreliable man, right?

"It's a good name, and it's a good match."

Ou Yin praised her without hesitation.

Liang Xinyu was not unfamiliar with his praise at all, ignored what he said, and left without packing up his things.

Rushing to the foot of the mountain in a huff, she didn't want to stay with Ou Yin for a second.

walked to the bus stop and was about to get on the bus, and just as he was about to step up, Song Yifan's voice came from his ears.

"Xiaoyu, I miss you so much."

After speaking, he didn't give Liang Xinyu time to react, so he hugged her.

Familiar body temperature, familiar taste, she forgot to resist.

"Hey, the two of you are holding over there, do you want to go?" The driver's uncle shouted at Liang Xinyu and Song Yifan.

The people in the car stared at them and smiled, thinking that they were a loving couple.

Song Yifan replied to the driver: "Don't go!" ”

Liang Xinyu reacted and wanted to pull out.

The car drove away, Ou Yin's figure ran over, he chased after Liang Xinyu with his things and shouted: "Aren't we going to leave in the afternoon, how can we ......?"

Only halfway through his words, he found that Liang Xinyu was being held by Song Yifan.

He threw away the things in his hand and snatched back Liang Xinyu with lightning speed.

Song Yifan took a step slower, he glared at Ou Yin and said unceremoniously:

"You know that Xinyu is my fiancée, please let her go!"

Facing Song Yifan's anger, Ou Yin didn't hear it.

slowly combed Liang Xinyu's messy hair, and then Ou Yin raised his eyebrows lazily to look at him:

"Oh, really?"

After asking, without waiting for Song Yifan to answer, he turned his face sideways and asked Liang Xinyu: "Baby, this gentleman recognizes you as his fiancée, what do you think of this question?" ”

Liang Xinyu grabbed Ou Yin's arm, cooperated with the slow lifting of his left hand, and showed the silver diamond ring on his ring finger.

"I'm sorry sir, you recognized the wrong person, my name is Liang Xinyu, and I am Ou Yin's fiancée."