After rebirth, I want to hug Gu Shao's thigh tightly

The pure white paper was gently blown by the wind, and the corner of the clothes was lifted.The wind blowing at this time also made Le Yan gradually wake up, a trace of unnatural embarrassment flashed across his face, and he put the mask back on his face, covering his already scary scars.

'Thank you, thank you. Le Yan turned around, picked up the paintbrush, and continued to trace the content on his own screen.

Now and then a little heavier, now and then a little lighter.Just like my current state of mind, I was a little uncertain. I didn't even know how to react when I heard Nan Jia say that just now.

Originally, he thought that this woman would be frightened by him, and might even run away, but for some reason, Nan Jia didn't run away, and even praised him for being cool.

Even Le Yuan'er didn't talk about herself.In their hearts, the ugly scars on their faces are an established fact and cannot be changed, and they also feel that they are extremely ugly.

So the first time someone praised me like that, my heart trembled unexpectedly.Even the hand holding the paintbrush trembled slightly.

Nan Jia didn't speak either, and stood behind Le Yan, watching him earnestly adding to the painting stroke by stroke, making the corner of the orphanage vivid, as if it was within reach.

But Nan Jia also noticed it, it seems that Le Yan's brushwork has paused a bit, and he would look at himself from the corner of his eyes from time to time, Nan Jia reacted a little nervously, and said quickly; "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm standing behind you like this to bother you. I just think your paintings are so beautiful."

"It's okay." Hearing Nanjia's anxious voice of apology, Le Yan added a few more touches to the paintbrush in his hand, put it on the already messy palette, and said, "It's okay, if you continue to paint, it's just superfluous "

"Yes, have you finished the painting?" Nanjia asked with blinking eyes, and couldn't help but get closer to look at the painting. The painting is so good, Nanjia thought, this painting can even be framed to win awards, right?

Nanjia's eyes were shining brightly when she was looking at her own painting. The last time she looked at her painting with this kind of eyes was Le Yuaner.

Unexpectedly, did this strange woman have such a light in her eyes?

Seeing Le Yan suddenly stop talking, Nan Jia stuck out her tongue in embarrassment.Sure enough, the ideas of artists are all weird, maybe I talk too much, so I let other great artists look down on me.

Le Yan was still distracted, after a while he came to his senses and replied: "Well, the painting is already finished."

"The painting is so beautiful. Did you draw in elementary school? You must have won many awards, right?" Nan Jia's unconscious words made Le Yan's eyes dim with hope just now.

"No." Le Yan said lightly.

It is true that I have been drawing since I was a child, but I am self-taught, because my family did not hold any interest classes for me, the reason why my drawing has improved significantly is also because of my sister's favor.

Because Le Yuaner wanted to learn painting on a whim for a while when she was a child, but she was afraid that she would not be able to learn, so she specially asked Le Yan to come and listen.

But their family has never wanted people to know that there is such an ugly child in their family, and since then, Le Yan has been wearing a mask on his face.Gradually, the mask seemed to grow on his own face.

Even if she was alone in the room, Le Yan would not take off the mask on her face, as if she felt that the scars on her face were a kind of disgrace, and it was her own doing.

Nan Jia also obviously felt that something was wrong with Le Yan's mood, it must be because of what she said that stimulated him.Nan Jia had no choice but to quickly change the subject and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter if they won the award or not. Don't you think that the famous painters in history were all depressed during their lifetime? It can only be said that those people have too little vision."

When Nanjia said these words.With a smile on his face, Le Yan couldn't help but be fascinated by it.Watching Nan Jia take down her painting from the drawing board, as if treating some rare treasure, she gently blew on the painting and said: "I don't know if I have this blessing to get this painting? "

The girl's tone still had a hint of coquettishness, and Le Yan even forgot what he was doing here today. "Well, okay, as long as you don't dislike it."

Nan Jia immediately opened her eyes wide, waved her hands again and again and said, "I'm afraid you think I'm reckless."

"It's not so exaggerated." Le Yan smiled, and was afraid of scaring Nan Jia, but Nan Jia's next sentence made Le Yan even more unexpected, "Aren't you hot? Wear a mask, I just now I thought you were a performance artist."

Le Yan was slightly startled, looked up at Nan Jia and said, "Aren't you afraid?"

Nan Jia even wondered if she had heard it wrong. She curled her lips and said, "Why should I be afraid? If I was afraid, I would have left just now, right? Didn't I say it? I think it's pretty cool."

"No one has ever said that before." Le Yan lowered his eyes, the man's eyelashes are very long, Nan Jia also noticed just now, Le Yan's eyes are actually very beautiful, the man's eyes are deep, the black eyeballs seem to hide thousands of universes , shining black light.

Why are you so unconfident?Is it just because of such a scar on his face?In fact, if you look carefully, if it weren't for that scar, Le Yan would actually be quite handsome.And it vaguely looks like a person, but Nanjia can't remember exactly who it looks like, maybe it looks like a star.

The two of them walked towards the mountain while strolling, because Le Yan wanted to go to the mountain to collect wind, so Nan Jia took the initiative to sign up and go along, and the two chatted a lot along the way.From the types and genres of paintings to those painters in ancient and modern China and abroad, and the stories of those painters.

"Oh my god, is the relationship between them so chaotic? There are more than 400 lovers, isn't that woman too powerful?" Nanjia said in surprise, her bright eyes blinking, Unknown novel knowledge is full of desire.

When it comes to the fields she is good at, Le Yan also seems to have opened up the chatterbox. He has never shared these things with others, because his sister is not interested in such things, so he has not talked much about them.

This was the first time that someone was willing to talk to him so much. Although he said this as if he had lived a humble life for so many years, the fact was that it was indeed like this. "However, there are mixed praises and criticisms. That woman did preserve some precious paintings for future generations to a certain extent."

"Hahaha, is the happiness of a rich woman in the legend?" Nanjia commented, "I also want to be such a rich woman. Oh, by the way, what's the name of this woman you just said? Sorry, I'm really a dog brain."

"Penny Guggenheim. What you call a rich lady."

Nanjia smiled mischievously, stretched out both hands, stood on the top of the mountain, felt the wind blowing in front of her, and suddenly shouted: "I want to be a rich woman!"

The girl's crisp voice echoed in the valley, like a cuckoo, using her melodious voice to fully release her charm.

The two of them were chatting, and the sun had already set.Neither of them thought that time would pass so quickly, they looked at each other and smiled.It was as if old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time had the same tacit understanding again.

"Actually, don't care about other people's opinions. No matter what others do, it belongs to others. The key depends on what you think. So sometimes, I have to say that God is fair. He is afraid that your ability is too strong. Now, some people may be jealous, so this is also a kind of protection, isn't it?"

"Really?" Le Yan smiled in relief, and when she was about to say something to Nan Jia again, she heard Nan Jia's cell phone rang suddenly.

When Nanjia saw the interface displayed on the mobile phone, she frowned first, then connected helplessly and said, "Hello?" The girl who was talking softly to her just now turned away as if she was a different person.

Le Yan also marveled at the speed at which the woman changed her face.

"Hey, that's fine, that's fine, can't I get it? I'm going back now!" Nan Jia said impatiently, then hung up the phone directly, pouted and said to the black screen of the phone: " Urging, urging, every day is like urging your life!"

"Are you leaving?" Le Yan's tone even had a trace of reluctance, and some special feelings quietly rose in his heart.

Nan Jia smiled brightly, raised her mobile phone and shook it in front of Le Yan, saying: "Yes, I'm sorry. I have to go back quickly, otherwise that ghost who reminded me of my life might have to make many calls."

"You, what's your name?" Although he knew it in his heart, he still couldn't help asking, wanting to hear her say her name from the girl's mouth, and then engrave it in his heart.

Sometimes a person's heart is quietly lit up inadvertently.

"That's it," Nan Jia thought for a while, "Just call me a rich woman, I hope to become someone like Gu, what the hell..." Nan Jia frowned to accompany you, and began to complain about her pig-headedness in her heart again.

"Penny Guggenheim." Le Yan answered.

Nan Jia nodded again and again and said: "Yes, yes, yes, well, I hope we have a chance to meet again. Let's go first." When she was about to go down, Nan Jia suddenly turned around and found that Le Yan was still watching her. Nan Jia smiled, Both hands turned into trumpet shapes, and shouted around his mouth: "Nanjia! My name!"

After finishing speaking, the little girl gradually left the forest with her melodious humming like a flexible cuckoo, but the remaining notes were still echoing...