Come to the second floor.

He said to the girl, "Xiaotong, you are free, I have a lot of things to do today, so I won't accompany you, I have tea downstairs when I am thirsty, and I will accompany you to eat at noon." ”

Seeing her nod, he immediately started working.

His task for a few days is to paint four calligraphy and paintings of plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum, and to carve a few pendants in the afternoon.

Li Xiaotong stood in front of the closet, looking at the neatly arranged books, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and traditional Chinese medicine.

Could it be that Xiuwen is still studying traditional Chinese medicine, thinking to himself, he looked back at him and was stunned.

At this time, Yang Xiuwen's temperament has changed greatly, and he is no longer light and light, but everyone in the calligraphy and painting world, with deep eyes.

The brush in his hand is like an ancient scholar's sword, with a few strokes, a steep, steep mountain peak is displayed on the drawing paper.

With the continuous flow of small bridges and water, a mountain surrounded by mountains and independent peaks appeared.

Then the stroke of the pen changed, and a thousand-year-old pine stood obliquely on the top of the mountain.

In an instant, it seems to make people feel in the middle of the mountains and mountains, the majesty of the peaks, the tenacity of the pines and cypresses, which makes people feel emotion and awe. Yang Xiuwen breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and casually changed to a Xiaohao.

In the blank space of the drawing paper, he wrote in an extremely skillful calligraphy font [Breaking rocks is rooted in the mountains, not afraid of the scorching sun or cold. Concentrate on calming down and refining your proud bones, and eventually live forever. Written in the seventh month of the Year of the Horse.

After the painting is completed, he picks up the seal given by the master and stamps it on the drawing paper, and then looks up.

Yang Xiuwen found that Li Xiaotong was looking at him in a daze.

Subconsciously touched his face, and then asked, "Xiaotong, do I have anything dirty on my face?" ”

Li Xiaotong was awakened by him and muttered, "Xiuwen, you have changed too much, why didn't I know that you could draw and write before, when did you learn it?" ”

Yang Xiuwen was stunned at first, and then said, "You didn't ask before, okay, I haven't changed, but you have become more beautiful." ”

Li Xiaotong grinned at his praise, and he himself breathed a sigh of relief.

The two talked for a while, and then he continued to paint intently.

He likes his current state and focus.

He presents all the paintings he wants to make in his mind, such as plum blossoms, as if he is in a sea of flowers, watching the petals fall and flutter one after another.

Heart-to-heart, one-breath synthesis.

The spiritual force flows into the painting, the heart works, and the internal force flows through the meridians of the whole body to the feet, legs, waist, wrists, and even fingertips, and then reaches the tip of the pen, penetrating the paper for three points.

There is no distraction in the heart, there is only him, the pen, the painting.

And the scene Li Xiaotong saw was too handsome, handsome and focused, black trousers, white shirt, clean and refreshing, and exuding an indescribable charm on his body.

By his side, I felt quiet and safe, and all my worries were gone.

Sitting on the sofa and watching quietly, Li Xiaotong secretly rejoiced, fortunately I came back, otherwise he might have been taken away by others. Time passed, a morning passed, and Yang Xiuwen also completed the established painting.

When I looked up, I saw Li Xiaotong falling asleep on the sofa, a bunch of hair on her fair and full forehead, looking a little playful, and her slightly upturned lips seemed to dream of something beautiful.

Yang Xiuwen's heart moved, he brought a new drawing paper, and quickly drew it, and after a while, a vivid and lifelike pretty dream girl appeared on the drawing paper.

He picked up the painting and looked at it carefully, Li Xiaotong woke up and walked behind him without noticing.

Li Xiaotong looked at himself in the painting, full of emotion, gently hugged his neck and said, "Is it me who painted it?" It's so well drawn. ”

Yang Xiuwen smelled the good smell of the girl's body, and said, "I saw that you were asleep after being busy, so I didn't wake you up, you're hungry, let's go eat." ”

After speaking, he wanted to get up, Li Xiaotong hugged his neck and muttered, "Shh, let me hold for a while." ”

The two came downstairs and saw Zhang Peng and Cao Guoqing talking and laughing like brothers, and the two played together.

Seeing Yang Xiuwen and Li Xiaotong coming down, he raised his thumbs up at them at the same time.

Yang Xiuwen said helplessly, "Let's go, let's eat." As a result, the two said that they would eat it, so they didn't go to accompany him, he looked at the two people who were squeezing their eyebrows, and sighed that they were careless in making friends.

After accompanying Li Xiaotong to lunch, he came back quickly, and the afternoon carving shocked Li Xiaotong again.

Under the pouring of Yang Xiuwen's spiritual power, the small jade stone slowly turned into a vivid zodiac through his dexterous hands.

The lifelike Bodhisattva, with exquisite strings, and exquisite pendants came into being.

Cao Guoqing was not surprised, Zhang Peng had seen it, and his mouth was smiling, "It's so beautiful, it's amazing, Xiuwen, I must make a Guanyin and send it to me, I must." ”

looked at him and Li Xiaotong's expectant eyes, nodded in agreement, and in exchange for Zhang Peng's bear hug.

In the evening, at Zhang Peng's strong request, the four of them went to the night market to eat food stalls.

The night market was crowded and lively, and several people found a vacant seat and asked for some skewers, edamame, and peanuts.

After asking for a cold beer again, Zhang Peng and Cao Guoqing couldn't wait to eat and drink.

Yang Xiuwen didn't let Li Xiaotong drink cold, asked her for a bottle of room temperature, poured a small cup and handed it to her.

Li Xiaotong took it obediently, her heart was full of emotion, as a girl, she understood Yang Xiuwen's thoughts.