However, just as Wushuang was holding Mu Jinchen's hand and preparing to leave, a man with braided hair and a beard full of stubble, looking like a typical street artist, ran over from the other end of the long street, his slightly old and decadent eyes widened, and looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief.

After seeing Wushuang's face clearly, the takeaway box in his hand staggered to the ground, and his lean and trembling hand wanted to touch Wushuang, but Mu Jinchen, who was quick-eyed, quickly pulled it away.

The artist's clear eyes seemed to slide out, and I saw him squirm the corners of his lips, and his hoarse voice that smoked too much softly called out the name that seemed to be hidden in the depths of his soul, "Mu Xue......"

I don't know if it's because of this "Mu Xue" or because of the emotion in his eyes, in short, she directly called Wushuang stupid, she stood fixedly, looked at him with a bad look, and couldn't say a word.

Mu Jinchen glanced at the person coldly, thinking of Xia Muxue's wanderings over the years, he had heard that she seemed to be looking for someone, and in just a moment, he could almost be sure of this person's identity.

"You've mistaken someone!"

After dropping these five words, he hugged Wushuang, who was still in a daze, and walked forward.

The man chased after him and said reluctantly, "No, I won't admit my mistake, she is Mu Xue, she is Mu Xue......"

Seeing that his hand was about to touch Wushuang again, Mu Jinchen quickly separated the person, the coldness in his eyes became thicker, and his aura was released a lot, "This gentleman, please respect yourself, look at the clothes of the woman in your painting, to say the least, it was decades ago, my wife is only in her early twenties, how can it be the woman in your painting?" ”

There are a lot of artists, and when I heard Mu Jinchen say this, my head instantly reacted, "So you at least know her, otherwise how would you know that the Mu Xue I am talking about is the woman in the painting?" ”

Mu Jinchen looked at him indifferently, and his eyes didn't even flicker for half a minute, "Your question is really ridiculous, the woman in the painting is similar to my wife, you just saw my wife react like this, is it hard to guess?" ”

The artist didn't look like Mu Jinchen was a liar, and the woman in front of him was indeed somewhat similar to Xia Muxue, but it didn't seem to be so similar when he looked closely, he took a deep breath and asked again, "You really don't know her?" ”

"We don't know who you're talking about, sorry, I'm in a hurry."

Mu Jinchen dropped such a sentence, and continued to move forward without looking back, Wushuang wanted to look back at that person, but Mu Jinchen held his head down, and shook his head invisibly.

The art room looked at the back of the person in the dream, and muttered to himself, "How can there be such similar people in this world, is it really just that people are similar?" ”

After a long while, a light flashed in his head, could it be Mu Xue's daughter?

But soon he shook his head and denied his thoughts, and muttered to himself again, "A person like Mu Xue who is ice and jade is pure, she has me in her heart, so naturally she will not marry someone else." ”

Thinking of this, he walked back to the mural, picked up the takeaway box that had just fallen on the ground, gently patted the dust on it, sat cross-legged on the ground, and ate it in front of the woman in the painting.

After a while, as if he had thought of something, he put down the lunch box in his hand again, and immediately got up and took the painting tools on the side, adding to the mural that he had been painting for ten days......

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