In the afternoon, Takuya Aramura received a call from Risa Farming while taking a nap at home.

"Farming mulberry."

"Beautiful man-san~Have you forgotten something~"

"What?"

"Leave the girl who has a good impression of you at home alone for more than half a month, it's worthy of you~"

"Yes."

"Haha~ You really haven't changed at all~"

"Perhaps."

"I miss you, come to me, I'm at home."

"Okay."

"Huh? Why did you agree so quickly this time? ”

"You're not going to go back in vain anyway, are you? Since you can't escape this catastrophe, it's better to be happy. ”

"Bad man!"

"Makes sense."

Hanging up the phone, Takuya Aramura went out with the car keys.

He has lost the feeling of trouble at the beginning of the trouble, just like an author, who will have an explosive mentality and sleepless nights when he receives bad reviews at the beginning, but the more he gets to the back, he will slowly begin to accept and even ignore the more bad reviews.

Risa Taneda's house is in Setagaya Ward, a Meguro ward away from Shinagawa Ward, where Takuya Aramura lives, and he drove for about 20 minutes to get there.

When he got out of the car, Takuya Aramura saw Risa Tanada painting on a chair in the vestibule at a glance.

She wore a white gauze skirt for a day today, with her already beautiful figure, she looked more fairy-like, she held a paintbrush in her hand, her eyes stared at the drawing board intently, the more she looked at it, the more people felt that this was a young female painter.

She painted the row of bellflower flowers in full bloom under the wall of the courtyard.

"Sure enough, Aramura-kun is really a bad man~" Tanada Risaki didn't have to say a word.

"How?"

"You haven't sent me bellflower since January 10th."

"Don't you have it at home?" Takuya Aramura pointed to the row of flowers she was drawing, "And you have been discharged from the hospital, and the flowers are for the patient." ”

"Who said that? You can also give it to the girl you like. Taneda Risa looked back at her, her eyes full of childish reproach, "How is my drawing?" ”

Takuya Aramura walked over and stood next to her to take a look, and simply complimented: "Not bad." ”

"Yes, I'm a graduate of the Women's Art University." Taneda dipped a little paint on the palette and tapped it lightly on the drawing board, "The work I drew when I was in school also won awards. ”

"Amazing, amazing." Takuya Aramura applauded twice perfunctorily.

"How?" Taneda Risa put down the paintbrush and looked at him a little unconvinced, "What kind of attitude do you have?" Are you belittling my drawing skills? ”

"Where can such a thing happen." Takushi Aramura doesn't care about it.

"Here you go!" Taneda Risa handed him the paintbrush, "I want to see how good you are, you dare to despise me!" ”

Takuya Aramura raised an eyebrow, "Farming-san, if you have auditory hallucinations in your ears, I suggest you go to the neurology department." ”

"I don't care so much, if you want to draw, you can draw!"

"Farming mulberry."

"Huh?"

"Farming mulberry."

"Hahahaha~ What are you doing, my beautiful man~"

"No, nothing." Takuya Aramura shook his head, looked at the paintbrush in front of him, and didn't pick it up, "I don't know how to paint oil, do you have a pencil?" ”

Risa Taneda put the brush back on the palette and looked at him with some surprise, "Sketch? But yes, a rigid person like you can only sketch. ”

"Huh?" Takuya Aramura is also a little confused, so, "I heard you say that, there is also a chain of contempt in the painting circle?" Those who paint look down on those who draw sketches? ”

"Hmm... What do you say..."Risa Taneda took out a few pencils and drawing paper from the tool bag hanging on the easel, "Although sketching can be an independent painting, basically sketching is for the basic service of oil painting, do you understand what I say?" ”

"Wonderful, wonderful." Takuya Aramura couldn't help but slap his palms twice, and sighed in his heart: Sure enough, no matter what you do, there is such a thing as a chain of contempt.

The doctors he was engaged in in his previous life also had a chain of contempt, the top was the oncology department, because there was more money and less harmony between doctors and patients, the second gear was the orthopedics and gastroenterology departments known as Gao Fushuai, and the cardiothoracic surgery department where he was located was in the third gear, and he died early when he was idle and less.

However, I have to admit the correctness of this sentence, he is indeed busy every day, and he did die early.

Taking the pen and paper and removing the pencil, Takuya Aramura asked, "What to draw?" ”

"It's okay~" Tanada Risa helped him stick the drawing paper on the drawing board with transparent glue, "You can draw whatever you are best at~"

"Okay." Takuya Aramura picked up a pencil and began to draw auxiliary lines on the drawing paper, and then outlined with the help of auxiliary lines, and a large humanoid shape was gradually depicted.

Taneda Risa pinched his neck and looked at it carefully, "You are... Do you want to draw a character drawing? ”

"That's how it can be understood." Taku Aramura didn't stop his pen either, and the tip of the pen continued to make a rustling sound on the paper.

The painting slowly took shape, but the more I looked at it, the more I felt that something was wrong.

It wasn't until the painting was finished, when Takuya Aramura put down the pen, that she realized that looking at the incomparably accurate proportions of the human body, as well as the various internal organs inside, what kind of sketch is this, this is clearly an anatomical drawing!

"Aramura-kun..."Risa Taneda pointed to the painting, looking at Takuya Aramura with an indescribable expression, "I remember you haven't voiced the role of a doctor yet, right?" Why is it so deep in the play? ”

"Putting that aside, how is this painting going?" Takuya Aramura blew on his thigh, blowing off the eraser crumbs that had fallen on it.

Drawing is one of the necessary skills for every surgeon, and it is required when drawing anatomical drawings and surgical diagrams, and almost all surgeons are qualified "painting masters".

One of his seniors who worked in gastroenterology once said, "Asking a surgeon who can't draw to treat a patient is playing with the patient's life." ”

Although this sentence is a bit extreme, it cannot be said to be completely wrong, after all, if you can't even draw a surgical map, then there is no need to go to the operating table to cause trouble to the patient.

Taneda Risa looked disgusted, but still tore off the anatomical diagram and put it in the mezzanine of the toolkit, "This is not art at all!" I can assure you that if you go to my alma mater to paint this kind of painting, you will definitely be chased and beaten! ”

"Then the students in your school have a bit too narrow a definition of art." Takuya Aramura nodded, "The human body is full of mysteries, and this is an art in itself. ”

"You're just a strong word!"

Takuya Aramura shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "You said yes, that is." ”

He is too lazy to care about farming, life is sacred, so why can't anatomy, as a manifestation of life, be called art? Even Leonardo da Vinci drew many anatomical manuscripts.

"You~" Taneda Risa rolled her beautiful eyes, gave him a blank look, and then turned around and walked into the house.

After a minute or two, he came out with a guitar in his arms and raised his chin towards Takuya Aramura, "Aramura-kun, can you play the guitar?" ”

"No, it won't." Takuya Aramura, who couldn't even understand the staves, shook his head.

"Can you sing that?" Taneda Risa sat next to him, played the strings twice, listened attentively, and felt that the tone was not quite right, so he tuned it.

"I know a little bit about singing, but not much."

"Have you heard 'Even though We Have Nothing in Our Hands'?"

"I heard it in the practice room of the office."

"Alright, let's sing in chorus, I'll play the guitar." Taneda adjusted the strings and held the guitar to his chest.

"Yes."

"1~2~" Taneda Risa finished reading, put his hand on the strings and plucked it gently, and the delicate and transparent sound came out of the sound hole through the reflection of the back plate.

I have a gift for you

It was a lonely night

It will still sparkle in the distance

The sky is full of stars

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