my stealth fighter

Chapter 1175 Paintings
Jiang Chanji was actually fine, at least he had enjoyed a normal family. Although he claimed that he wanted to recognize Aunt Wenhua as his mother, he was mostly joking, and Chen Yiyi felt the warmth of the family she could only wish for from Aunt Wenhua. His experience and situation are different, and he can hardly say he can understand her feelings, but from her admiring eyes, he can see that she really likes Aunt Wenhua.

In the darkness, only a little light from the high-wattage spotlights on the construction site outside penetrated through the curtains, making her eyes flicker.

"There is still a little time." He whispered, "Do you want to go somewhere?"

Chen Yiyi thought he was referring to somewhere in the city, and nodded without hesitation, but after leaving Zixuan's house, Jiang Chanji led her to a dark place where the headlights of the construction site could not reach, immediately took off into the air, and quickly left .

"Where are you going?" She stroked her messy hair blown by the strong wind, and asked in the whistling wind.

"Go to a far away place, take you to meet two people, and tell you a secret by the way." He replied, "But don't ask, you will know when you get there."

Chen Yiyi is full of doubts. She prefers to spend the rest of her time walking around the place where she lived before. Although she has no nostalgia for her original family, whether it is a park on the corner of the street, a bench on the side of the road, or just a traffic light on the road , all carry her memories, when she has nowhere to go, she often wanders there, and her favorite place is a bookstore, where she can quietly flip through the books, just look at them all afternoon, No clerk would bother her, and once she was so engrossed that she forgot the time, she was locked inside after the bookstore closed, and she was not able to get out until the next morning when the door opened, but she also had a fun night In the end, she still wanted to go to that bookstore, although it was probably closed for sale.

Jiang Chanji took her all the way to the northwest, and he stood in front to shield her from the wind, but he estimated that the time was very tight. The shorter the time on the road, the more time he had at his disposal after arriving. Fortunately, he was chasing the sun , halfway through the flight, the sun shone on them again, bringing warmth.

Chen Yiyi was even more confused. Catherine and Arabella had already returned. Judging from the flight direction, did he want to take her to Mount Ararat to visit the dean for the last time?But she hadn't had much dealings with the dean, so she couldn't figure out why she was taken with her.

Until Jiang Chanji flew to the edge of the small town filled with a quiet and idle atmosphere and slowed down, Chen Yiyi's question was still not answered.

It’s dusk in this time zone, my parents have already left work, the car is parked in front of the house, and the lights are on inside the house.

"This is my home." He turned back and said, "To be precise, my parents live here, and they have only moved here for half a year."

Chen Yiyi's expression is quite complicated, just like every friend he brought here for the first time, but when the final secret is revealed in a while, her expression will definitely be more complicated.

He promised, although he didn't promise to her, before leaving, there will be no more secrets, he is here to fulfill the promise, from every point of view, she should be the first to know the truth, even if it is only more than others hours early.

He went to the door and knocked, and his parents would be surprised when they opened the door and saw him. They thought that the last time was the last chance to see him, but they didn't expect...

"She's my best friend and...the first friend I made after the accident."

If it wasn't for his introduction and pointing to the back, and the timid and blushing greeting of the short-haired girl, the parents would have thought he was here alone, and hadn't noticed that there was another person at all.

Seeing Chen Yiyi, the two couldn't help being surprised, not because she was special, but because she was very ordinary. Compared with the previous few foreign beauties who were glamorous but hard to get close to, she was his The most normal child he brought was as normal as a neighbor's shy child—of course they already knew that people should not be judged by appearances, as long as they were brought by him, they would definitely not be as ordinary as they appeared on the surface.

"Come in, please!" The parents hurriedly greeted, and they did not ignore the long list of attributives he just mentioned.

"I'm hungry. Is there anything to eat?" He flew for several hours, and he was already hungry. "It's best to fill your stomach directly. We can't stay for too long—and can we go to the studio?"

This house is more than enough for two people to live in. To pass the time, they also used the spare room and tinkered with a studio. There is no need for a dedicated music room, and a second-hand piano in the living room is enough.

His parents panicked and gave him winks desperately, but he didn't seem to notice, took the food and drinks they handed him, and dragged Chen Yiyi into the studio.

As expected, the four walls of the studio are filled with paintings, most of which are semi-finished products without coloring, but the basic lines have been outlined, except for a small number of sketches depicting the town, which occupy the majority It is about the memories of the past, because all the photos of their family in the past have been lost, but as long as the memory is still there, they can restore it with the pen in their hands.

After Jiang Chanji said goodbye last time, they thought they would never see him again in their lifetime, so they began to draw a large number of these paintings with him or the family of three as the theme. In order to avoid forgetting—they didn’t dare to draw him clearly before, It was because they were afraid that if something happened to him, they would lose this concern now that he was about to leave this world.

Chen Yiyi glanced at the studio. She only learned a little bit of drawing when she was a child, but she could tell that these paintings with wet ink were very solid. Soon she noticed the themes of these paintings, and Jiang Chanji appeared frequently. His face is more immature than now, but... something strange.

These paintings with him or a family of three as the theme cover from the infancy to junior high school, and the parents thoughtfully arranged these paintings in chronological order. The problem lies in the infancy painting. The first-time parents Two people are hurriedly changing a baby's diaper, and the baby is crying desperately, the painting is very vivid, but this little baby...it's obviously a boy baby with a weird birthmark on his lower back.

Even without this painting, in other paintings, he grew up wearing boys' clothes from childhood to adulthood.

"This is..." Chen Yiyi asked hesitantly.

"Me." He replied frankly, "I'm sorry that I lied to you, but I have never taken the opportunity to do anything strange, and I have a clear conscience on this point."

(End of this chapter)