Chapter 682: Light

Helan was sitting down with tea, "Okay, I'm going to change my clothes?" ”

"Go ahead."

Lonely Yao grinded, spread out the paper, and prepared the paint on the table, waiting for Helan to change his clothes and come over.

He Lan deliberately wore a red robe, this dress was once customized for her by Shi Yao, embroidered with gold threads, particularly domineering and elegant, she coiled her hair in a bun, wore a hair ornament, and sat down dignifiedly.

"Draw better."

Silence looked at her face deeply, as if he wanted to engrave it in his heart, and he picked up his pen and began to slowly sketch her outline.

"Click!"

A tear suddenly fell on the drawing paper, impartially dripping under Helan's eyes on the outline.

Lonely Yao's hand paused, and He Lan tilted his head to look at him: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"It's okay, my eyes have been hurting a little for the past two days, and I always can't control my tears, don't move." Lonely Yao said unconcernedly.

He Lan looked at him deeply, his eyes were a little heavy, but he still sat down.

Silent Yao was painting seriously, and when everything was finished, the mark of the dried tears under He Lan's eyes still left a point.

The man thought for a long time, lifted the brush, dipped it in black fuel, and gently dropped a dot on that place, so that it became a tear mole.

It is a very stylish tear mole.

It has a little more charm and charm, which can be described as the finishing touch.

When Helan saw this portrait, he was a little surprised.

"Why did you draw me a few shallow wrinkles?" Helan was dissatisfied.

"It's what the years have brought you, and it symbolizes our love, and I think it's beautiful."

He Lan glared at him with a smile.

On this day, Shanyao painted three paintings for her, each of which was lifelike, with different angles and different costumes.

Especially the painting of the red clothes, which Lonely Yao has been looking at.

"The real person is right in front of you, what are you staring at the painting all the time?"

Shan Yao raised his head, "I'm thinking, waiting until winter to draw another one for you will be enough for the four seasons." ”

"It's not fast." Helan laughed.

"It's almost there."

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In the anticipation of the two, winter finally came.

Heavy snow covered the entire eastern country, and Shan Yao walked through the palace with Helan and came to the highest building in the palace.

He Lan stood by the wall, in front of her was the land of the Eastern Kingdom, and near her was the palace with golden tiles and red walls, she was dressed in a golden robe, wearing a bright stride, and a sideways back, which was enough to fascinate tens of millions of people.

Lonely Yao painted for her in the snow, and this painting lasted for two hours, after all, there was a background of rivers and mountains.

At the moment of putting down the pen, Shi Yao stared deeply at the person on the painting, he rubbed his eyes, closed his eyes and slowed down, and then opened his eyes, and it was pitch black in front of him.

No matter how much he struggled, it was useless to close his eyes and open his eyes, and then close his eyes and open his eyes again.

The light never appeared again.

"What for? Do you have a sore eye? Helan seemed to walk in front of him.

Silent Yao's hand was trembling slightly, and he clutched the corner of the table.

Helan sensed the uneasiness in his emotions, "What the hell is wrong?" Where is it uncomfortable? Tell the Imperial Doctor! ”

The man suddenly grabbed her hand, and just as He Lan was nervously waiting, she heard the man's voice coming from the wind and snow.

"Wife, I may ...... I can't see you anymore. ”

He Lan's heart was shocked, she froze in place for a long time and didn't move, her deep fingers shook in front of Shan Yao, the other party didn't feel it at all, those eyes were empty like an abyss.

She suddenly hugged Shanyao and patted him on the back, "It's okay, don't be afraid, and me, I'm your eyes, I'll help you see it." ”

Lonely Yao also hugged the woman back, her voice was a little dry, "I'm not afraid of not being able to see the world, I'm just afraid that I won't be able to see you." ”

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