Arbors intertwined

Mu Zixin's painting lasted for a whole week.

Even Qiao Ran, who is known for being serious, couldn't help being surprised by Mu Zixin's persistence and patience.

After a week, the small personal studio that was temporarily lent to Mu Zixin was filled with completed or half-finished paintings eliminated by Mu Zixin.

However, Mu Zixin, the second young lady, did it, drawing one by one, shaking her head one by one, and starting over one by one.

Qiao Ran once again brought Mu Zixin bread and milk from the shop as per Mu Zixin's request. Seeing how she was concentrating on painting, she couldn't help but be impressed.

Originally, this kind of repetition could have ended yesterday, but Qiao Ran accidentally pointed out a detail of uneven coloring according to his habit.

The details are so small that they can almost be ignored by people, or they can be considered as the effect of light and shadow.

However, Qiao Ran, who is used to tangling in details, couldn't help pointing it out, and Mu Zixin dropped it again without hesitation, and pulled out the drawing paper again.

A bell rang in the studio, Mu Zixin paused with the pen in his hand, and ignored it.

Qiao Ran couldn't hear, let alone respond.

It's a pity that the bell rang tirelessly until it ended automatically, and then continued to ring after a few seconds.

Finally, Mu Zixin threw away the pen in her hand, and the painting on the easel was taken down again and was thrown aside. She turned her head and picked up the buzzing mobile phone on the table behind her.

Turning her head around, Mu Zixin realized that Qiao Ran was standing at the door looking at her. Because she felt a flash of embarrassment at being noticed by herself, she smiled at her, and then pressed the phone that had been left out for a long time.

After pressing the connect button, Mu Zixin didn't speak, but sat on the table with one leg, waiting for the other end to speak.

This action does not look dignified and elegant, but Mu Zixin looks very handsome and neat when doing it.

Seeing Mu Zixin's displeasure, Qiao Ran somehow thought of silently mourning for the person on the other end of the phone, so she simply walked over and picked up the painting that Mu Zixin had just dropped for observation.

The content of Mu Zixin’s painting is the same as that of many children’s childhood paintings. In the painting, there are two small figures, wearing skirts, the taller one with ponytails, standing there waving, and not far away is a small bean with braids. Ding ran towards her with his hands stretched out.

The background of the painting is very simple, blue sky, white clouds, green grass, red flowers, pleasant sunny weather.

In order to achieve the effect of the past, Mu Zixin imitated the child's technique in composition, but at that time, Mu Zixin's painting level was much higher than that of his peers. Although it was not exquisite, it was still very good.

However, this is clearly not enough.In terms of coloring and retouching, she hopes to make the painting look more overall and natural.

This, in fact, makes the painting contradictory.

When Qiao Ran was looking at Mu Zixin's paintings, Mu Zixin was also looking at her.

Casually answering Fu Yanjie on the other end of the phone, Mu Zixin's eyes fell on Qiao Ran's back.

In the past few days, she has almost plunged into the studio, staying from morning till night.And Qiao Ran, because he was forced to help by himself, followed every day from morning to night without interruption.

Sometimes, she would set up another easel to draw her own, but every time she finished, she would come over to see if Mu Zixin needed help.

Of course, Qiao Ran did help her a lot.

Repainting is really too difficult.

"Second Miss Mu, please answer if you can, Mingyue and the others are still waiting for news from me." Fu Yanjie's pitiful voice rang in his ears.

Mu Zixin curled her lips, spent a few seconds recalling what Fu Yanjie said just now, and then said, "I'll reply at four o'clock." After finishing speaking, she didn't wait for the sad voice to come over, she hung up directly. cut off the phone.

Although Fu Yanjie who didn't complete the task might be a bit miserable in the future, but Mu Zixin didn't intend to make a decision on his own just because of his pity.

Walking to Qiao Ran's side, Mu Zixin patted her on the shoulder, signaling her to stand up, and let's settle the lunch issue first.

Mu Zixin liked to drink milk very much, and Qiao Ran had already noticed this on the third day.

It's not about looking at the milk she ordered every day, but on that day, Qiao Ran accidentally saw Mu Zixin taking a sip of milk and then narrowing her eyes comfortably. All thus exude a sense of satisfaction.

At that time, Qiao Ran was thinking, so no matter what delicacies you can usually eat, the things Mu Zixin likes are actually so simple that most people can drink them.

Of course Mu Zixin didn't know what Qiao Ran was thinking.

She drank the last sip of milk as usual, took a sip of the remaining milk fragrance on the box with satisfaction, put it down and said to Qiao Ran, "Qiao Ran, let me tell you about my sister."

Now?chat?Talking about Mu Zixin's sister?

Qiao Ran didn't know if this was appropriate, but Mu Zixin had already said it on her own.

"My sister is several years older than me. My parents were busy at that time, so my sister was the one who played with me until I grew up." Mu Zixin started, and then fell silent for a while.

Seeing her reminiscence, Qiao Ran looked at Mu Zixin quietly, waiting for her to think about it before continuing to talk.

"I like painting, and my sister discovered it, and then she told my parents, and offered to let me grow up according to my own preferences." Speaking of this, Mu Zixin smiled, "She seems to have never done it for me. What have you asked for, like the most amazing child in the world, who can do everything parents want. From studies, to marriage—"

Qiao Ran was still watching, and she knew that she was listening to life fragments from "another world", a world that she never expected to come into contact with.

This time, Mu Zixin was silent for a while, his eyes fell on the scattered paintings on the floor.

"This painting is when I was five years old. My parents agreed to let me learn to draw. My sister took me out to play and told me the good news. On that day, I felt that the world was so beautiful. There are interesting things, beautiful clothes and rooms, and I can learn to draw as I like."

He was obviously talking about happy things, just like the joy Qiao Ran felt from the painting, but the expression on Mu Zixin's face was not so happy.

"However, this painting was drawn when I was ten years old, on my tenth birthday. After the day I painted it, my sister went to boarding middle school to study for six consecutive years. I didn’t come back to celebrate for me when I went abroad for summer camp study activities.”

Mu Zixin's memories ended here.

There was silence in the small studio, Qiao Ran looked at Mu Zixin's expressionless face, wrote two words on a piece of paper, and handed it to her.

[miss. ]

Mu Zixin silently looked at the two words, while Qiao Ran just stretched out the notebook, motionless.

After a while, Mu Zixin let out a long breath, picked up the notebook, and showed a big smile. Taking advantage of Qiao Ran's unresponsiveness, she gave her a hug, and then quickly backed away without giving Qiao Ran any time to feel uncomfortable and resist, and said with a smile : "Qiao Ran, you are really my lucky star, that's what I'm missing!"

After speaking, she strode to the easel and started to paint again.

Qiao Ran froze for a while, wanting to explode, but because Mu Zixin quickly devoted herself to painting, she couldn't.

She wasn't used to such intimate contact with people at all, but Mu Zixin retreated too quickly before she felt her heat. Mu Zixin had already left. Qiao Ran only felt that she was very uncomfortable now. Not to that extent, but it's really uncomfortable.

In the end, she could only stare angrily at Mu Zixin's back, expressing her dissatisfaction with the young lady's enthusiastic style.

Mu Zixin didn't say anything, and Qiao Ran wouldn't know what was the story behind this painting, why it was destroyed, and why Mu Zixin wanted to restore it now.

When painting this picture, Mu Zixin was full of missing Mu Zixiao.

According to what Mu Zixiao said, she obediently listened to her parents and learned to paint, and was very happy to learn that at the last moment of her birthday, Mu Zixiao was able to video call her and wish her a happy birthday.

Therefore, Mu Zixin happily showed the painting to her sister, and Mu Zixiao also liked the painting that belonged to their sisters.

However, Mu Yansheng didn't let the sisters talk for a while, he turned off the computer.

In the last few minutes of Mu Zixin's tenth birthday, she had a big fight with Mu Yansheng for the first time, and that fight ended with one of Mu Zixin's actions.

She smashed the glass-framed painting on the table, the glass shattered all over the floor, and Mu Zixin's immature right hand was also cut by the splashing glass at that time.

"I won't draw anymore, give me back my sister!" At that time, Mu Zixin said to Mu Yansheng like this.

Ten-year-old Mu Zixin has already learned a lot, but he still thinks like a child.

She knows that her sister studies very hard, and she misses her.She thought that her elder sister made a deal with her father so that she could draw, and went to study in that nasty boarding middle school.

This incident came to an end when Mu Zixin, who was bleeding from his right hand, was sent to the hospital.

She did stop painting, ostensibly citing her injured right hand as the reason.

In that original painting, in addition to being full of longing, there are also Mu Zixin's self-blame and anger, but now this painting does not need these anymore.