"Of course, that's the connotation." Yi Xin didn't give Li Yun a look, and continued to paint while answering.

Li Yun doesn't understand oil painting, but he can also see that most of Yi Xin's painting has been painted, and he can see Uncle Li's appearance. What Yi Xin is depicting is the deep and shallow wrinkles and furrows on Uncle Li's face. She painted in great detail, sketching the appearance of an elderly man with a paintbrush.

Li Yun only thought of a word that he used when writing essays a long time ago - "leaping on paper".

The paintings placed next to Yi Xin are of a different style: warm "color" tones, no deep lines, and the spread of "color" colors constitute a landscape like flowers, birds and trees, which is completely small and fresh style.

Li Yun looked around like this, and understood the "connotation" that Yi Xin said.

"That boyfriend of yours likes this style?" Li Yun guessed and asked again.

Yi Xin gave Li Yun a look of disdain this time.

"Love with only an outer shell will not last." Yi Xinwen said in a crepe, "This is a surprise, do you understand?" It's a sense of impact that touches the heart. ”

Yi Xin may have never had the opportunity to talk about his love experience with others before, so he grabbed Li Yun and started a lecture at this time.

In short, it is to first make her boyfriend like her completely feminine and feminine side, and then show her profound ideological connotation, shock the other party, and let the other party completely convert their good feelings into love.

"You're the same for Fang Tian?"

Li Yun still remembers the name of the ex-boyfriend.

Yi Xin nodded, "That's a little different. We met at the gym and he liked my figure and looks, and I was ladylike when I went on a date later. Since then, he has been a little bird in front of him. That stupid "force" probably fooled me and went to chase the daughter of the CEO of his company. ”

Li Yun and Uncle Li almost choked.

Yi Xin made no secret of his contempt for Fang Tian.

"You didn't know at the time, did you?" Li Yun looked at Yi Xin suspiciously.

"Well, I don't know." Yi Xin nodded and admitted, "He should be glad I didn't know." Luckily, he came across the mourning bird. ”

Li Yun and Uncle Li were silent.

They could all imagine how badly he would have been tortured at Yi Xin's hands if Bai Ying, who had been killed by the mourning bird, really appeared in front of Yi Xin, and Fang Tian was not targeted by the mourning bird.

Li Yun hesitated for a moment, "What about those former boyfriends of yours?" ”

He didn't want the police to suddenly come to the door one day and announce that Yi Xin was actually the serial murderer they had been arresting for a long time.

"Who do you imagine me to be?" Yi Xin rolled her eyes angrily, "Most of them broke up peacefully before, okay?" I'm not the Miao girl in that kind of story. ”

"Mostly?"

"Is there really a Miao girl?"

Li Yun and Uncle Li each asked questions, and they didn't ask the same question.

After hearing each other's questions, the two realized the huge amount of information in Yi Xin's short two sentences.

"I haven't met Miao Nu." Yi Xin answered Uncle Li's question and continued without pause, "In the past, when I was discovered that I was a monster, of course it would not end up peacefully if I broke up. Those who will choose to sneak away are already considered good people. ”

Li Yun and Uncle Li were stunned.

Yi Xin immediately reprimanded Uncle Li, "Don't change your expression." ”

She doesn't seem to have any nostalgia for those past loves, and there is no sadness.

Li Yun's brain made up a lot of tragic shemale love and ghost love plots, but he was not a sentimental person in the first place, and he was easy to be easy and uncooperative, and this faint feeling of pity quickly washed away.

Li Yun looked down at Uncle Li's manuscript. He is not a literature major, but as a young man who often comes into contact with the Internet on weekdays, see if this story is interesting.

After reading it, Li Yun made an "OK" gesture to Uncle Li and went to the fourth floor with the manuscript.

Xue Xiaolian was still napping in the sun, and her posture had not changed.

Li Yun looked at Xue Xiaolian, and thought of Yi Xin who had just talked about the past lightly.

Yin Shikang talked about the past after getting drunk, and he had a lot of emotion, but the emotions came and went.

Black Impermanence was bumped into by them as a model, and it was just a warning to them not to bring bad White Impermanence, and there was nothing else to say.

Those of them who have existed for a long time seem to have a kind of calmness that sees through the world.

Uncle Li, an octogenarian, actually has such a smell on his body, but he shows the eagerness of ordinary people at some times.

"What are you thinking?"

Li Yun came back to his senses and met Xue Xiaolian's gaze.

Xue Xiaolian also smiled at him, already picked up the teacup, drank a sip of water, and did not see the slightest sleepiness.

"I just talked to Sister Yi about her love." Li Yun said very frankly.

"Time can dilute everything." Xue Xiaolian seemed to see through Li Yun's thoughts, put down the cup, and said this.

"Is it just because of time?" Li Yun asked.

"Are you worried that after becoming a ghost, there will be other side effects besides going crazy?" Xue Xiaolian laughed, "No." It's just because of time. ”

Li Yun nodded, unfolded the story written by Uncle Li, and also opened Weibo.

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Strange Stories:

Netizen contributions: Follow-up ...... of that case

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[Little monster, I'm here to contribute again.]

I'm the PO owner who "picked up a bag of corpses" in the last post. Recently, there was something wrong with my aunt's room, and there was a case of an unknown corpse under investigation.

Let's talk about the house first.

As I mentioned last time, the smell of rot in the house has not dissipated, and after the agent was listed, it was only rented out for a short time, and the tenants quickly quit the lease. At home, we thought that there was no other way, so we contacted the TV station and went on that kind of help-seeking program to see if we could invite experts to study through the TV station.

There was little progress on this matter. We don't have a way to do that at home. After contacting the local TV station, they were not very interested in the subject matter and politely declined us.

When our family was still at a loss, a neighbor called my dad.

The neighbor is an old neighbor who lives in the room next door to my aunt's house, and he is not young, I think he must be sixty or seventy years old, but I don't know how old he is. As far as I know, he was an old man who lived alone, as if he had children, but I had never seen him. When I paid my aunt and grandfather's New Year's greetings, I didn't see anyone in his family. He came to his aunt and grandfather to sit at our place a few times during the Chinese New Year and said hello to us, and his aunt and grandfather also asked him to stay and eat together, saying that he would go back alone. Because I have been an old neighbor for many years, we all have contact information, and I can help contact him if there is something.

But none of us have been in this way before. So after my dad answered the phone, he talked for a long time before he found out who he was.

It probably took two or three minutes. The other party is older, and it is a little difficult to communicate. That's what my dad said. I wasn't there when he answered the phone.

As soon as he remembered who the other party was, he said hello and said hello, and when he wanted to ask what was there to call, the old neighbor only said "that room in your house", and the phone was cut off after saying these few words.

Really, that's all! My dad relayed it to me, it told my mom, and the rest of the family, the neighbors, the community, they all said it. Just these few words, as soon as I finished speaking, the phone hung up.

Because the call came at nine o'clock in the evening and almost ten o'clock. My dad called back, but no one answered, so forget it. He didn't sleep well all night, and went to his aunt's room early the next morning.

We have a house key, and when the last tenant quit the rent, he gave it back to us, and there is an agent who has one. Because there was nothing of value in the room, my dad didn't particularly care about the key. When he got there to open the door, he found that the key was wrong and the door wouldn't open. He knocked on the neighbor's door, but no one answered.

There were other old neighbors living there, and they all said that the grandfather had not come out that morning.

The neighbor's grandfather left the spare key in the neighborhood committee. My dad and they talked to the neighborhood committee, and the people from the neighborhood committee opened the door of his house.

My dad contacted the agent and opened the door of my aunt's room.

The strange thing is that when they opened the door, there was no one at the neighbor's grandfather's place, and the neighbor's grandfather was lying on the bed in his aunt's room. By then, he was dead. 】