Mad Queen

Chapter 1123 Unbelievable
"what?!"

Gu Yan's heart suddenly trembled.

"You mean... you saw this portrait when you were dreaming, and when you wake up from the dream, this portrait... really exists?!"

Isn't this nonsense? !
How can things in dreams appear in reality? !

Looking at Gu Yan's expression, Jun Xiangsi lowered her eyes helplessly——

"I knew you wouldn't believe it, but it's all true...and, at that time, there was a portrait of a man on the portrait..."

The corner of Gu Yan's mouth twitched: "You don't mean to tell me that the portrait on it...is mine?!"

Jun Acacia stared intently, looking into his eyes burningly.

Although she didn't say anything, Gu Yan still saw the meaning.

The portrait of the man on the canvas is him! !

This is even more nonsense! !
"Miss Acacia... Please, can you be a bit logical when you talk about things?! We met for the first time, how could there be a portrait of me on your canvas?? And..."

Gu Yan suddenly pointed at the canvas and poked it hard.

"When I drew it just now, there was no portrait on it at all... This portrait is not bad, but I painted it myself..."

"I know no matter how you explain it, you won't believe it, but this is the truth... When that sister gave me the portrait, she told me that the man on it is my fate... I have to wait for his arrival!!"

Gu Yan heheed twice, with a look of disbelief.

If he was her fate, why didn't he have such an oracle hint? !

"Later, I got this painting and framed it, but for some reason, the lines on the painting gradually faded and disappeared until what you saw just now... only one Simple outlines..."

Jun Xiangsi suddenly walked to the easel, took the charcoal ink brush, grabbed the canvas, and scratched heavily on it a few times.

"What are you doing?!"

Gu Yan was taken aback by her abnormality, but soon realized something was wrong.

There is not a single trace on the canvas that Jun Acacia has scratched.

"This……"

He raised his head in surprise, and looked at the carbon ink pen in her hand in disbelief.

"Your... pen... is broken?!"

Jun Xiangsi took a deep breath and handed over the carbon ink pen.

"Whether it's bad or not, don't you know if you write it yourself?!"

Gu Yan glanced at her suspiciously, and finally took the pen, hesitating about what to write.

But Jun Xiangsi glanced at him suddenly, and pointed to the bottom of the poem.

"At that time, there was another signing... Gu Yan!!"

Gu Yan's heart trembled, his eyes shrank imperceptibly, and he picked up his pen and dropped it.

"Gu..."

The word "Gu" fell in one stroke, and the rich black fell down the tip of the pen.

"This……"

But Jun Xiangsi looked at him fixedly, took the pen in his hand, without turning her head, but stroked the canvas a few times indiscriminately.

Just like before, the canvas is clean, nothing.

"how come?!"

Gu Yan took the carbon ink pen immediately.

His first reaction was that there was something wrong with this pen.

But after checking for a long time, there was no clue.

"I told you... I can't write on it...not just me, it's hard for anyone to write on it...except you!!"

Gu Yan hesitated for a moment, then suddenly picked up a pen again and continued to sign his name.

After a few strokes, the two characters "Gu Yan" leaped onto the canvas like flowing clouds and flowing water.

(End of this chapter)