Xia Youzhen was completely immersed in the world of painting, and once again formed a landscape with the easel that no one else could penetrate.

After making sure that he would not raise his head again, Gojo Satoru stood up by some strange coincidence.

Walked over and held out his hand.

That hand was grabbed by Xia Youjie, and he frowned: "What are you doing?"

Gojo Satoru came back to his senses and withdrew his hand.

"Just wanted to try."

Want to try?

Xia Youjie looked at him suspiciously, and then at his younger brother.

They had already arrived at his side, but Xiaozhen didn't react at all, as if there was no one else around.

This is the state of Xiaozhen's painting.Xia Youjie, who is familiar with Xiaozhen, also understands that this is the meaning of the inspiration for this painting.

So, what will Satoru try?

Gojo Satoru also felt embarrassed when he met his friend's suspicious gaze.

At that moment just now, he just wanted to try to see if Xia You really blended into a painting with the surrounding scenes.

But looking back, it was impossible.It's not that Jie doesn't understand anything, if he really did, he must have discovered it earlier.

Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets: "It seems that I am not needed as a model. Compared with professional models, I am still not qualified."

Xia Youjie was changed from the topic: "Basically, Xiaozhen does not need a model to draw, and draws based on the memory in his mind."

Gojo Wujo became interested: "Does that mean he has a good memory? How about reading books? Does he have a photographic memory? Can he also fully remember the topics the teacher said?"

Xia Youjie was silent for a moment: "No, only when drawing."

To be precise, this effect can only be achieved for certain people.

Xia You really didn't look at Gojo Wu again, the image of Wujo Wu engraved in his mind kept replaying, reversing, and even zoomed in to see the details.

This is a treatment that only [role target] can have.

Ordinary people and landscapes just remember what to paint.

His drawing this time did not have any lag, positioning, drafting, and outlining, all in one go.

In the end, he was called back to God by his brother.

Xia Youzhen raised her head in a daze, her eyes fixed, her shoulders slowly relaxed.

Xia Youjie: "It's time to eat."

"So fast?" Xia You was really shocked. He looked at the painting he had just painted and hesitated a little.

Xia Youjie stubbornly took the paintbrush in his hand, put it away, and said every word: "Eat first."

Xia You was really scared by this serious look, so she went to wash her hands obediently.

Compared to the first time I came to Xia You's house, Gojo Satoru now let go

Quite a few, they were able to play a joke with Xia You and his wife.

Watching the younger son Xia Youhairen's mouth soften as he walked down, it was a very gentle smile.

"Look, you are so tired, even if you like to draw, you should pay attention to rest."

Although the tone was complaining, it was more pampering.That was the emotion that Gojo Satoru never got from his own father.

Looking at Xia Youlisa who smiled gently and Jie with a smile on his face, Gojo Satoru sighed again.Brother Xia You is really a child who grew up in a honeypot.

Xia Youzhen stepped forward, sat down, and pretended to be stupid with a smile on his back.

"Heh." Xia Youhai laughed lightly, "Since everyone is here, let's start dinner."

The dinner was quite enjoyable, perhaps because of the second time we got along, Xia You and his wife also let go a lot, and they treated Wujo Wu more naturally.

Xia Youyou, who chewed slowly, really felt better after watching this situation.

After the meal, Xia Youzhen went to the studio again, and wanted to finish the painting while he still had a hand feeling.

And, really, only the coloring is left.

Unlike computer painting, there is no chance of regret when coloring, so you must first choose the color when coloring.

Xia Youzhen didn't hesitate at all this time, and the coloring that had trapped his eyes was done in one go.

Gojo Satoru went up with the sliced ​​rabbit apples. He knocked on the door but got no answer. He glanced through the glass, opened the door and walked in.

Summer oil really didn't respond.

Gojo Satoru looked at the plate and grinned.

Pick up a piece and feed it to Xia Youzhen.

Xia You really ate it, obviously because he didn't know who was around him, but fortunately, he still had common sense and didn't swallow it directly, but kept it in his mouth.

Gojo Satoru was amazed, he stretched out his hand to poke, the unsuspecting Xia Youzhen spat out half of the apple.

The eyes enlarged slightly, then blinked and blinked, and he was stunned for a moment before reacting.

He covered his mouth and turned to look at Gojo Satoru: "What are you doing?"

His words were slurred because of something in his mouth, but Gojo Satoru could hear what he said.

Wujo Wu was serious: "I just want to test whether you know you have something in your mouth."

Xia Youzhen: ...

Summer oil really:! ! !

"Get out!"

Xia Youjie, who just came up, watched Gojo Goku scrambling out of the studio. Thinking of the shout he just heard, Xia Youjie, who knew his friend well, crossed his arms.

"what have you done."

Gojo Satoru scratched his head, not knowing what to say for a while.

Soon, he looked at the intact fruit plate in his hand and handed it over

Go: "I just fed a slice of apple to Brother Xia You."

It's about Xiaozhen, Xia Youjie doesn't like this set: "So what did you do when you were feeding the apples?"

Gojo Satoru: "No, I didn't do anything."

He quickly changed the subject: "I remembered, I still have something to ask my aunt, so I'll go down first."

As he said that, he ran over, heaved a sigh of relief after running past Xia Youjie, and even hummed the theme song of Digimon happily when he went down the stairs.

Xia Youjie frowned at the fleeing figure, and finally chose to go see his younger brother first.

Xiaozhen is still drawing, very serious.

Knowing that even if he went in now, Xia Youjie would not get any response from Xiaozhen, turned around and went downstairs.

Xia Youzhen finally put down his hand and let out a long breath looking at the painting in front of him. He was quite satisfied with the painting.

It was Wujo Satoru with a half-length body, smiling openly, with sunglasses on his nose, revealing his blue eyes.

Xia Youzhen didn't deliberately pursue beauty, but painted Wujo Satoru in the most relaxed state.

Looking at the happy smile on the painting, Xia Youzhen laughed too.

As if feeling something, he turned his head and saw a person lying on the glass outside.

Gojo Satoru smiled and pointed to the studio.

The corners of Xia Youzhen's mouth curled up: "Come in."

He knew he could hear him, even though his voice wasn't loud.

Gojo Gojo pushed open the glass door and walked in with a smile: "Is it all right?"

He walked behind Xia Youzhen, looked at the person in the painting and took a deep breath.

It was him, as he was 'alive'.

Xia Youzhen raised his head, his head and body were almost ninety degrees, and he smiled like a flower: "How is it, are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied? This should be perfect!"

Gojo Wu reluctantly looked away, and was startled when he saw Xia Youzhen's face.

This face is too foul!

A person, as long as you find his shining point, there will be filters in other places.

A face, as long as you find its beauty, you will still have the first reaction of "he is beautiful" when you look at it next time.

Obviously Xia You really didn't have any aggressive beauty on this face, and most people wouldn't even remember it when they saw it for the first time. Why is it a perfect face in his eyes now?

Under Gojo Satoru's gaze, those black eyes began to lose their focus, and they slowly closed as if in slow motion.

The master of Wujo's comprehension stretched out his hand.

He touched, that face.

Soft and easy to pinch.

After all, it has not fully grown, and there is a little baby fat on the face.

"Enlightenment."

This cry made Gojo Satoru startled, like a child who was caught doing something bad.

He looked up and saw Jie with a serious face.

Gojo Satoru's heart skipped a beat.

Xia Youjie carried him back to the room, Wujo Wu followed behind without saying a word.

The painting that Xia Youzhen painted is still in the studio, and now Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu are not in the mood to paint.

Xia Youzhen fell asleep. After the painting was finished, exhaustion surged up. The exhaustion seemed to be exhausted from all the strength in the whole body, and he couldn't even lift his hands.

He knew he couldn't go back to the room, so he didn't get up, but stayed in the chair.

Gojo Satoru wouldn't leave him alone, even if he didn't know what to do, he would find his brother, so he slept quite peacefully.

Seeing Jie covering Xia Youzhen with a quilt, Gojo Satoru finally said: "Aren't you going to change your clothes, will it be uncomfortable to sleep like this?" Moreover, the makeup has not been removed yet.

Xia Youjie: "I will change it for him later."

He looked at his friend: "Now, come out with me."

Gojo Gojo swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he felt a sense of oppression from Jie, and always felt that it was not a good thing.

Still, he kept up.

Xia Youjie took him back to his room. Compared with the studio, his room was better soundproofed.

He stood there, watching Gojo Satoru slowly walk in, close the door, and then sit on the chair.

It looks pretty cute.

Xia Youjie scoffed at this.

"Tell me, what's the matter with you?"

The tone was normal, but Gojo Satoru noticed that it was the breath of a storm.

Gojo Satoru breathed lightly, his eyes dodged: "What's going on?"

Xia Youjie: "Let's ask, what were you going to do just now?"

"Nothing." Gojo Satoru replied without any hesitation.

Since he was pretending to be stupid, Xia Youjie went straight to the point: "Wu, you don't mean to attack Xiaozhen, do you?"

Gojo Satoru had a smile on his face, with an expression of you teasing me.

"How is it possible? Jie, why do you have such a terrible idea? How long have I known Brother Xia You? This is the first time we have met!"

Xia Youjie: "You know this too, so press your little thoughts back to me!"

Gojo Satoru: "Really not! I just think Brother Xia You in that state is kind of cute?"

At the end, Gojo Satoru hesitated.

Hey, hey, cute?

He actually said such a thing in front of Jie?

No, the important thing is, why does he always think Xia You's brother is cute?

Why, that guy can attract his attention?

This time it was Xia Youjie's turn to feel bad.

Wu's current state is obviously that he likes it without knowing it, which is difficult.

Xia Youjie: "Wu, you are the future heir of the Wutiao family. Although I disdain to say that, you will definitely have an excellent conjurer wife in the future, who will give birth to a child who may inherit your six eyes. Anyway, Xiaozhen absolutely can't."

Gojo Satoru was silent.

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