Sui Jiu Dan blue half-pin

The winter night is silent.

The bright galaxy shattered the light all over the world, casting faint thoughts and revealing faint sorrows.

Su Shiqing stayed in the room to copy the scriptures, and the ink in the pen soaked into the paper. He suddenly felt that he was not as good as the ink.

There is still paper to hold the ink, but he seems to have no place to stay, even in this temple.

There was a faint sound from next door.

The sound of the fire from the charcoal basin, the sound of Shao Erxue putting objects lightly, the sound of footsteps, the sound of taking a seat, the sound of flipping through books, and the voice of the waiter, were almost all clearly heard.

Su Shiqing was so confused that she couldn't concentrate on copying the scriptures, so she simply lay down on the bed and fell asleep unconsciously.

The stars all over the sky seemed to see through his turbulent mind, and brought him into a strange dream.

In the dream, there was pitch blackness everywhere.

He felt as if a strong suction was sucking him into the next room.

A ray of cold starlight shone head-on, revealing Shao Erxue's undressed handsome figure.

Shao Erxue's skin at the clavicle, which was soaked with beads of sweat, diffused a dense light.

The charming smile is like a ray of breeze blowing through Su Shiqing's heart, and the bright eyes evoke endless thoughts, full of deep waves of emotion, leading Su Shiqing to walk step by step.

When approached.

The faint fragrance emanating from Shao Erxue's body made Su Shiqing take a deep breath involuntarily.The fragrance brought a sense of despondency, and he fell into Shao Erxue's strong arms as if intoxicated.

Shao Erxue stared at him with his head down, his eyes were full of lust, as deep as black charcoal that had just been annihilated.

His thin lips fell on Su Shiqing's eyes, and then came to the tip of his nose, making his heart itch.

Finally, the slightly cool lips pressed against his lips, gently biting his lips, savoring carefully.

Su Shiqing was slightly stunned, her throat twitched, and she couldn't help raising her eyes to look at Shao Erxue's face.

The starlight was dim and indistinct. Seeing Shao Erxue smiling, Su Shiqing softened her heart and started to laugh too.

Shao Erxue entwined his tongue tenderly, making his chest extraordinarily soft and warm.A pair of hands caressed his back and waist as if conquering a city... and became more and more impatient.

Su Shiqing gasped, and felt a tingling sensation in his lower abdomen... Finally, Shao Erxue entered his body...

Everything is both real and illusory.

Under Shao Erxue's affectionate offensive, Su Shiqing's body and mind seemed to be rejuvenated.Those unknown desires and feelings are being released quietly, slowly pushing him to the climax...

"what……"

After being released freely, Su Shiqing suddenly woke up from her sleep.

He found that he was still sleeping on the bed, but the desire under his body was heightened by the dream.

He couldn't help blushing, feeling deeply ashamed of himself, and even felt sorry for Jie Ao.

I didn't expect that I would have this kind of dream after cutting off my thoughts and desires every day, eating fast and reciting Buddha's name, and it was still with... Shao Erxue!

It's just a dream!

He could only comfort himself in this way, then quickly got up and lit the lamp, and continued to copy the scriptures.

The next morning.

After the morning class, a travel-worn pilgrim with a suitcase ushered in the temple.

This person has deep-set eyes, is wearing a gray robe, and his beard is covered with snow.He bowed respectfully to the Buddha statue, and then explained to the abbot why he came.

It turned out that his name was Wang Shouli, and in his luggage was the ashes of his mother who had just passed away. His mother was a devout Buddhist, so he told him to put her ashes in the temple after death, so that he could be with the Buddha all day long. .

Before leaving, Wang Shouli burst into tears, saying that he couldn't forget his mother, and he didn't even have a portrait of her.

After hearing this, Shao Erxue said to him: "Uncle Wang, can I ask the younger generation to draw a portrait for Lingtang? You might as well take it home as a memory."

Wang Shouli stopped crying, and looked at him in surprise: "Young Master, you have never seen my mother, how can you draw it?"

"Although this junior has never seen it before, you can draw a portrait based on the majestic face you described, Uncle Wang."

Wang Shouli wiped away tears in surprise.

"This is really great! Then I will thank you, my son, thank you in advance!"

"Uncle Wang, you are welcome, please wait a moment, this junior prepares a pen and paper."

Su Shiqing was surprised and excited by Shao Erxue's move.The thick eyelashes trembled slightly due to excitement, and the bright eyes were as clear as flower petals with dew in the morning.

The monks and attendants helped Shao Erxue prepare the desk, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and Wang Shouli began to describe his mother's face.

"My mother is seventy years old, her hair is full of silver frost, her eyes are small and deep-set, her face is weather-beaten and wrinkled, especially the corners of her eyes, which look like chrysanthemum petals when she smiles...Her hands are only as big as a thin fan, Often leaning on a shiny bamboo crutch..."

According to Shao Erxue's description, after conceiving, the pen in his hand began to move skillfully on the large drawing paper, presenting the outline of the portrait in front of everyone almost without hesitation.

To draw a person who has never been seen with only a few words requires a very deep foundation of the painter to do it.

Su Shiqing prepared different brushes and paints for him with a tacit understanding.

After about a stick of incense, Shao Erxue finally drew the first draft on the drawing paper.

The next step is to modify according to the details described by Wang Shouli, and then draw the delicate and fine skin texture and hair, and finally use different pigments for coloring.

Su Shiqing found that Shao Erxue's painting skills were more exquisite than before, and they were even more breathtaking. What kind of training did she go through to draw them?

No matter when, he can always be attracted by Shao Erxue.

He obsessively watched Shao Erxue's every move, and unconsciously observed secretly behind him. His handsome eyebrows, gentle eyes, and affectionate lips...

Shao Erxue is more gentle and mature than before.Especially that cold and desireless appearance is like a mysterious magnet, attracting him inexplicably, and like an undercurrent surging, making him sink deeper and deeper.

Seeing that Su Shiqing recalled the dream last night, her face immediately turned red.

Noon is approaching.

A few rays of sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone in, casting a layer of golden brilliance on the painting.

Su Shiqing looked at the drawing that was about to be completed, her heart throbbed more and more, and her hands also itched.

He seems to have rekindled the idea of ​​painting again!

Of course, he didn't show his turbulent thoughts, after all, he sealed the pen himself, how could he break his trust in the Buddha?

Suddenly, Wang Shouli's excited wailing sounded in his ears.

"Mother! Mother! The child is unfilial!"

He howled sadly at the lifelike portrait, and even wanted to kneel down and kowtow to Shao Erxue.

Shao Erxue hurriedly helped him up, saying that he was just doing his best.

Su Shiqing looked at the drawing carefully.

In the picture is an old woman dressed in indigo cloth and leaning on crutches. A smile like a chrysanthemum petal blooms from her wrinkled face. Although her eyes are cloudy, the beautiful memories of her youth are still full of memories. her whole thin body.

Looking at it, the loving and vicissitudes of the owner of the portrait seem to be coming out of the painting.Wrinkles one by one, seem to have twists and turns in the past, and the skin on the face seems to be still elastic.His black hair when he was young has already fallen like the first snow in severe winter, like the first frost in autumn.The tiny eyeballs also seem to be moving occasionally, although they can no longer see clearly, but from the focused face, it seems that they are listening to something.

What surprised Su Shiqing even more was that the paint used by Shao Erxue was a color he had never seen before.

In particular, the blue pigment painted on the clothes is not the kind of azurite and azurite that are worth a lot of money, but a pigment with a relatively strong color.

Wang Shouli said that the portrait was [-]% like his mother, and he was very satisfied, so he planned to take it back and enshrine it.

The abbot praised: "Shao benefactor uses the paintbrush in his hand to help others leave good memories. It is really a rare talent."

Shao Erxue said modestly: "Master, I have won the award. In fact, this is what my apprentice taught me. My apprentice once said, 'Only a brush can retain all the beautiful memories and scenes in this world'. This sentence will always be remembered in my mind." I have kept it in my heart and used it to this day.”

"Oh?" the abbot said in surprise, "Shao's disciple has such profound attainments. It really is that the blue comes out of the blue and is better than the blue."

Shao Erxue turned his head to look at Su Shiqing, and said meaningfully: "That child has a vision that can see through the essence and soul of things, and I can't match it anyway."

Hearing these words, Su Shiqing's eyes gradually burst into tears, and she couldn't help biting her lower lip tightly.

It was he himself who ruined the talent that Shao Erxue desperately guarded, and he also forgot his original intention of painting, so he felt very guilty.

Seeing that Wang Shouli was about to put away the painting, Su Shiqing hurried over to hold his hand.

"Wait a minute, can I ask the monk to make some revisions to the drawing?"

Wang Shouli looked at him suspiciously, then at Shao Erxue.Su Shiqing also cast a look at Shao Erxue asking for advice.

Shao Erxue looked into Su Shiqing's eyes and nodded solemnly.

"Trust your instincts and change it."

Looking at Shao Erxue's trusting gaze, Su Shiqing reached out tremblingly to pick up the pen on the table.

He thought about the old woman in the painting. On the surface, Shao Erxue's drawing was indeed impeccable, but his intuition told him that the old woman's mouth should not be drawn like this.

He reconceived along the old woman's face and wrinkles in his mind, then grabbed his trembling hand, held his breath, and dipped the paint with the pen to cover the original colors and lines.

Then he modified the mouth of the portrait according to his own ideas, added an extra yellow tooth that was half exposed, and slightly modified the texture of the lower lip.

In an instant, the old woman's smile became more vivid.

He thinks this is the most sincere expression of a kind old man after seeing his children.

The more Wang Shouli watched, the more shocked he felt, the tears in his eyes could no longer be controlled, falling down one after another.

"My mother, that's what she looked like when she looked at us!"

He cried in relief, only not so sad anymore.

Su Shiqing, who finished revising the drawing, let out a long breath after receiving Shao Erxue's approving gaze and Wang Shouli's affirmation, feeling extremely relieved.

He looked at Shao Erxue and smiled.

The warm sunshine shone on Su Shiqing's innocent smile, and Shao Erxue couldn't help seeing it.

How should he be?

In this way, he is deeply attracted by Su Shiqing all the time, can he return to the construction department to handle affairs in obscurity like before?Can you still live peacefully like before?How could he still be the same as before...