In Ye Xi's impression, the cone is a lively young man who occasionally makes two mistakes, full of sunshine like a little sun, bringing laughter to people, and suddenly saw the appearance of the cone, and was surprised: "...... What do you want to draw?"

Cone took a deep breath, let go of Ye Xi's arm, and looked at him with a look full of anticipation: "Is it okay to draw people? I want to draw my father." ”

Ye Xi sighed in his heart.

The cone's Father Rock died when the cone was five years old, and I heard that he died during the big hunt, as the captain of the team, to protect the team.

Thinking of this, Ye Xi felt sympathy, looked at the cone with a soft look, and said softly: "It's okay." ”

Seeing Ye Xi agree, the cone calmed down after being happy - Ye Xi has never seen his father, how can he draw it?

The cone's Eminem also thought of this, and immediately apologized to Ye Xi: "I'm sorry, it's this kid who is reckless, how can anyone draw it if he hasn't seen it." ”

Ye Xi smiled slightly: "It's okay, you tell me the features of his facial features, I'll draw it, I can draw it." ”

"Is that okay?" the cone widened in shock.

Ye Xi nodded patiently: "Yes." ”

After receiving an affirmative answer, Cone was very excited, and his Eminem was also excited, and neither of them knew what to say.

In the end, Cone first pressed down his excitement, clenched his fists and said: "I remember Father, his eyes are a little round, a little like, like Uncle Luo's eyes, but the tails of his eyes are not facing upwards like him, they are drooping down!"

Cone said as he waved his hands and gestured, trying to describe it in as much detail as possible.

When he was a child, his father was the person he admired the most, and he already remembered it at that time, even after so many years, his appearance and the interactions he had have been engraved in his mind, and he has not forgotten it.

Ye Xi picked up a piece of wood and slowly sketched it with charcoal according to the description of the cone, while lowering his head to draw

Wen Sheng encouraged: "Yes, that's it, you described it well." ”

When Ye Xi was painting, everyone in the room gathered around him, watching the charcoal pen draw on it, and everyone didn't dare to get too close to him, and held their breath for fear of disturbing him.

As the charcoal is drawn, the shape of an eye gradually appears on the wood chip.

There was a sound of inhaling all around.

Shui Wen covered his mouth next to him and exclaimed to his partner Pu Tai next to him: "Did you see it! It's really a human eye!

Putai's eyes were also full of shock, and he replied in a suppressed voice: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would definitely have thought it was witchcraft." ”

The others nodded violently, and if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it was drawn!

Ye Xi's painting skills completely shocked them, although Ye Xi, who was bowing his head to paint at this moment, did not change anything, but in their eyes, it suddenly became unfathomable, and the distance between the person in front of them and them seemed to have suddenly born.

In the past, Ye Xi also did a lot of things they couldn't do, such as finding medicine, getting water, and refining salt. But although these behaviors made them admire and appreciate, they did not make them feel as shocked as they do now.

For example, in an uneducated mountain bandit village, a Confucian with good writing suddenly appeared, which made a group of mountain bandits who only had force value but had never seen culture ashamed of themselves.

The crowd looked at the eyes that appeared on the wood chips in amazement.

Eminem of the cone grabbed the hand of the cone tightly and said excitedly: "It's very similar, it's very similar, it's just that the eyes are a little flattened, and they are even more similar!"

When Ye Xi heard this, he immediately wiped the lower eyelid with his fingertips and re-outlined it.

"What about this, doesn't it look like this?"

Eminem looked at the eye on the wood chip blankly, stretched out his right hand, and wanted to go up and touch it, but halfway through, his hand retracted as if it was burned, and he just trembled and said: "Yes, these are his eyes, these are his eyes!"

It's been more than ten years...... She saw his eyes again!

The cone was also too excited, and said loudly: "These are my father's eyes!"

Like the chief, they all saw the father of the cone, and they all said that it was indeed very similar, and it was exactly the same.

This piece of wood is still too small, like what Ye Xi was painting and playing with just now, so he didn't care much, but since he was going to draw the cone, he naturally had to draw it carefully, so this piece of wood was not big enough.

So Ye Xi first made a draft on a piece of wood, and confirmed the facial features and facial features.

After everything was confirmed, Ye Xi got up and wanted to find a stone slab in the house to come out and draw the portrait.

"The wood chips are too small to paint, do we have slate in the house?"

Yong hurriedly said: "There doesn't seem to be a stone slab in our house. ”

"Then I'll look in another room!" As soon as the cone finished speaking, he had already broken out of the house and plunged into the wind and rain.

It wasn't long before the cone appeared panting with a slate: "Is this one okay? I took it from their house." ”

The slab is quite large and has a smooth surface. The cone protected the slate so well that it barely rained, and it was ready to use after wiping it with a hide.

"Good, this piece works. Ye Xi took the stone slab and said.

Receiving Ye Xi's affirmation, he breathed a sigh of relief.

has confirmed the facial features, Ye Xi held the stone slab and directly started to draw portraits.

On the slate, charcoal keeps depicting, and a face with resolute facial features and gentle eyes gradually appears on the slate.

The cone's Eminem's eyes turned red all of a sudden: "Ah Yan!

Her hands trembled violently, and she reached out to touch his face, but only to touch the cold slate. She stared blankly at the portrait on the stone slab, holding the hand of the cone, and wept silently.

Seeing the face of his long-lost father in his memory, the cone was also red-eyed, staring at the figure on the stone slab and unable to speak for a while.

Several people in the stone house fell silent for a moment.

Seeing her partner so sad, Ling's eyes were also red, and she held the hand of the cone and comforted him silently.

Seeing this, Ye Xi's heart was sour, and after continuing to draw the last few lines, he put down the charcoal, and handed the finished portrait to Eminem who gave the cone with both hands.

Eminem took the slate, as if he was stupid, and he could only look at the portrait in the slate with red eyes and a daze.

There was no one in the stone house for a moment.

The atmosphere seemed to freeze.

Halfway through, Pu Tai spoke, his voice was very dry: "Can you help me draw a picture?"

Ye Xi paused and said, "No problem, just tell me your facial features like you did just now." ”

Pu Tai didn't speak for a while, the huge man's eyes slowly turned red, and he wanted to speak, but his throat seemed to be blocked, and his voice was hoarse and ugly: "He is twenty years old, his eyes are round and bright, and he loves to laugh......"

Putai's partner, Mizuka, couldn't stand it anymore and began to sob.

Their son Tao saw that his parents were crying, and he looked up at this and at that at a loss.

Ye Xi was silent for a moment before he said, "Okay, tell me what shape his facial features are, and who does he look like?"

Pu Tai and his wife are both in their forties, and Ye Xi has always wondered why their two children are so young, it turns out that they have an eldest son, but he is dead......

According to the description of the Pu Tai couple, Ye Xi lowered his head and slowly sketched his facial features with charcoal.

When you encounter a place that does not look like it, use your fingertips to erase the lines over and over again, and then redraw them.

Ye Xi painted very carefully, when the painting was finished, the tears of the water ripple flowed down at once, looking at the young man whose eyes were bent into crescents on the slate and smiling brightly, he took the slate with trembling hands and slowly held it in his arms.

Pu Tai's eyes were red, and he kept saying: "Like, like, too similar......"

Seeing them like this, Ye Xi's heart felt as if something had been pressed, and it was a little heavy.

It was still raining outside, Ye Xi put down the charcoal, stood up, and wanted to get out of the house to breathe, even if it was raining.

At this time, Yong grabbed him.

Ye Xi raised his head.

Yong pulled out a smiling face with difficulty: "Can you also help me paint?"

Ye Xi took a deep breath: "Okay, who do you want to draw?"

"My partner, and my daughter......"

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