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After supper, Ye Ling sent Wen Zhengyu to the door.

The driver got out of the car and opened the door for Wen Zhengyu.

"Zheng Yu."

As soon as Wen Zhengyu got out of the car, she heard Ye Ling calling her. When she turned around, she saw Ye Ling casually picked up a handbag from her side and handed it to her, saying, "Happy New Year."

The first month is almost over, she suddenly heard Happy New Year, she couldn't help being stunned, and then realized that this was the first time meeting Ye Ling during the New Year.She casually took out an unfinished red envelope from her handbag and handed it to Ye Ling, saying: "Happy New Year!" She didn't know what Ye Ling gave, and she didn't accept the New Year gift from Ye Ling.

Ye Ling accepted the New Year's red envelope from Wen Zhengyu and thanked her.She saw that Wen Zhengyu was hesitating, and said with a light smile, "I hope Zhengyu won't dislike this little thing I bought casually."

Wen Zhengyu glanced at Ye Ling, and said in his heart: "If you believe in you, there are ghosts."

Ye Ling laughed helplessly, and said, "I just met it, and I bought it when I thought it would be useful for you to paint."

Most of the pens, inks, papers and inkstones are used when drawing.Looking at the size of the handbag, she guessed it was an inkstone.Judging from the prices of inkstones on the market and the depth of her friendship with Ye Ling, Ye Ling would not give her expensive antique inkstones.

Only then did Wen Zhengyu take the handbag handed over by Ye Ling with confidence, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Ye."

Ye Ling smiled lightly and said to Wen Zhengyu: "Good night, go to bed early."

Wen Zhengyu replied: "Good night." She took out the key and opened the courtyard door. After she entered, she turned to close the door and saw Ye Ling's car was still parked outside the door. Ye Ling was sitting in the back seat looking at her. , smiled and made a goodbye gesture, and the car drove away slowly.

She was tired and exhausted. After returning to the house, she put the gift box on the coffee table in the living room, and then went upstairs to the room to wash and rest.

It was past four o'clock in the morning when she went to sleep.

Seeing the time displayed on the phone, Wen Zhengyu hesitated a little, thinking whether to turn off the alarm clock, and sleep until he wakes up naturally tomorrow.Although there is no important matter to deal with in the studio tomorrow, there are still daily affairs. Her finished paintings are still hanging in the studio and confiscated. She can catch up on sleep in the office after finishing her daily affairs.She hesitated for a while, turned off the alarm clock, and still got up at the usual time.

The consequence of going to bed too late is that waking up the next day is very painful and very lethargic.

Wen Zhengyu was so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open. When she went downstairs, she called out to Sun Yuan who had already prepared breakfast and was putting it on the dining table: "Aunt Sun, I need a cup of espresso, thank you."

She had a late-night snack last night, and she wasn't hungry until now. She drank half a bowl of porridge at the dining table, and then moved to the living room with coffee.

After she sat down on the sofa, she saw the gift from Ye Ling yesterday, picked up the handbag, and took out the gift box inside.

An antique-style gift box made of mahogany, with ancient pine patterns carved on the box cover, and plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum carved on the front, back, left, and right sides of the box. From the carving point of view, it is hand-carved.In recent years, the price of mahogany has been rising year by year. This box will not be cheap in terms of workmanship or materials.

Inside the brocade box are eight ink ingots arranged neatly, each with a different character pattern printed on it.

Wen Zhengyu looked at the eight old and thick ink ingots in the brocade box, and couldn't help being stunned. She leaned closer and smelled it lightly, and smelled a very pleasant fragrance.This taste is elegant and simple, and it is the smell of Chinese medicinal materials mixed with ink after years of precipitation.

She took out one of them, and saw the words "Supervised by Shecao Sugong" on the other side of the ink.

Cao Sugong is one of the four famous ink makers in the Qing Dynasty, and his ink is the ancient ink of the Kangxi period.

Wen Zhengyu put the ink back in his hand, took out a few other pieces of ink to look at, then put the ink back into the brocade box, closed the brocade box, put it back in the handbag, and called Li Bin to ask him to pick her up Go to Work.

She carried the New Year's gift from Ye Ling back to the studio, and after she finished her daily routine inspection, Ye Ling came.

Wen Zhengyu carried the antique to Ye Ling's office and returned it to Ye Ling.

Ye Ling looked at the handbag, then raised her eyes to Wen Zhengyu, leaned forward slightly, and asked, "Isn't Zhengyu trying to return the New Year's gift to me?"

Wen Zhengyu said: "This gift is too expensive, I can't accept it."

Ye Ling smiled and said, "I just happened to meet someone selling this ink, and I thought this ink is suitable for you, so I bought it."

Wen Zhengyu only half believed Ye Ling's words.She put Gu Mo on Ye Ling's desk, said: "Mr. Ye, I still have things to do." Then she turned and walked out.

Ye Ling shouted: "Zheng Yu."

Wen Zhengyu turned his head and looked at Ye Ling suspiciously.

Ye Ling said: "I've already sent out the New Year's presents, and it's not good for you to send them back to me. Otherwise, you can help me draw a portrait. Will you?"

Wen Zhengyu glanced at Ye Ling, thought for a moment, remembered Ye Ling's ghost picture, agreed, and said: "You leave the ink, and I will draw one for you."

Ye Ling didn't expect Wen Zhengyu to agree so readily, her eyes lit up, and she said, "Then this ink should be a New Year's gift and thank you gift."

Wen Zhengyu didn't answer Ye Ling's words, left Mo on Ye Ling's desk, turned and left.After she went out, she helped Ye Ling close the door by the way, and went to the painting room to pick up "Picture of Phoenix Falling from the Nine Heavens" and send it to be framed.

Compared with painting the ghosts and ghosts on Kunlun Shenshan, Ye Ling's "Ghost Picture" is very simple.

In the middle of the night, everything is silent.

In the painting room, with transparent glass walls and bright lights, a well-dressed woman with long hair was silently sitting on a chair at the door.

The bright light reflected her dark figure, and against the eyes staring straight at people, Wen Zhengyu felt that it would be fine to name this painting "The Picture of Witched Souls Suffering Their Lives", if there is a little wind effect , can be used as a promotional image for horror movies.

The painting is to be given to Ye Ling, and Wen Zhengyu is not good at painting Ye Ling really like a promotional picture for a horror movie.

There is no cloudy wind, a quiet painting, the beautiful face of the person in the painting, the introverted and steady temperament...

Wen Zhengyu's paintbrush landed on the top of his eyes, and he paused.

The eyes, the window of the soul, are also the soul of this painting.

If the eyes are not drawn well, the painting will become lifeless and dead.

Of course Wen Zhengyu knew who Ye Ling was looking at.That night, Ye Ling sat at the door and waited for her for more than eight hours.

In the silent night, there are feelings flowing.

Wen Zhengyu wrote the pen, finishing the eyes of the person in the painting.

With the finishing touch, the whole painting seemed to come alive, the staring eyes were deep and moving, as if staring at her lover for a long, long time.

Wen Zhengyu looked at the eyes of the person in the painting, and even had the illusion of a thousand years.

She laughed at herself and put down her brush.Unexplainable emotions passed through her heart, and then she was relieved.

Whether Ye Ling likes her or doesn't like her, the intersection between the two of them is limited to this.

After she asked the framer to mount the painting, she sent it to Ye Ling.

Ye Ling looked at the scroll Wen Zhengyu handed over in surprise, froze for a moment, and then reached out to take the painting.She got up and moved to the sofa to sit down, then called Wen Zhengyu to sit down, and then slowly started painting.

Her eyes fell on the painting for a long time.

Wen Zhengyu was a little uncomfortable.

Although at first I wanted to draw a picture of ghosts, but what I finally drew was the night when Ye Ling was waiting for her.Ye Ling's thoughts, and Ye Ling's treatment of her, are all expressed in this painting.

The corner of Ye Ling's mouth was raised, and the smile on her face gradually spread. She put down the painting, looked at Wen Zhengyu, and said, "Zhengyu, you understand me."

Wen Zhengyu almost gave Ye Ling goosebumps.She said: "Boss Ye has seen the painting, if he thinks there is nothing wrong with it, then I will leave."

With a smile on the corner of Ye Ling's mouth, she said, "Yes." She said, "Zheng Yu's eyes have always been very expressive. Whether he is painting people or painting monsters, he can paint emotions and emotions."

Wen Zhengyu replied politely: "Mr. Ye has too much reputation, I really dare not take it."

With a smile on the corner of Ye Ling's mouth, she looked up at Wen Zhengyu.Wen Zhengyu understood her thoughts, but Wen Zhengyu's politeness had already shown Wen Zhengyu's attitude.This kind of Wen Zhengyu made her suddenly think of the little monsters in the paintings of Kunlun monsters.The joys and sorrows of the goblins on Kunlun Sacred Mountain are all seen by the little ghosts and drawn by Kunlun little monsters, but the little ghosts are like passers-by and bystanders, and they are outside their stories.

Wen Zhengyu met Ye Ling's gaze, as if he wanted to see through her, or looked elsewhere through her.

Ye Ling said: "Zheng Yu, I don't know if anyone has told you that you look like the little monster in your painting."

Wen Zhengyu shook his head and said, "No." Only Ye Ling had her paintings, and no one could see the little ghost hidden in the paintings until Ye Ling bought her paintings.She doesn't like Ye Ling's eyes very much at the moment, Ye Ling's words also make her feel a little uncomfortable, a feeling of being spied on.She got up and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll go back first." She made a goodbye gesture and got up to leave.

Ye Ling watched Wen Zhengyu go out and closed the door for her, and couldn't help smiling softly.She went to the painting again to admire Wen Zhengyu's painting of her.

Wen Zhengyu is very spiritual, and this kind of spirituality allows Wen Zhengyu to bring into the painting, easily arousing her resonance and emotions.

Just from the eyes of the people in the painting, she knew that Wen Zhengyu knew.

Wen Zhengyu, like the little elves, experienced these things, but pulled himself out again.

There are too many sorrows and joys in Wen Zhengyu's paintings, life and death, she doesn't know whether these will affect Wen Zhengyu, and she doesn't know whether these are the portrayal of Wen Zhengyu's deepest heart.

Ye Ling only knew that she didn't want herself to be a fleeting scenery in Wen Zhengyu's eyes, she didn't want herself to be a passerby passing by Wen Zhengyu's side, she didn't want to just appear in the painting for a moment, she wanted to keep Wen Zhengyu Beside her, wanting to grab her hand and not let her go.

She took out her mobile phone and sent Wen Zhengyu a text message: "Drawing, I like it very much."

Wen Zhengyu heard the ringtone of the text message on her mobile phone. She took out her mobile phone and saw that it was a text message from Ye Ling. After reading it, she deleted the text message.