The main god who favors the villain is back

Chapter 430 Asperger Syndrome (4)

In the next few days, enthusiastic neighbors came to visit one after another.

Remove some miscellaneous small gifts.

Gan Lin also saw the invitation letter for the birthday party.

To go or not to go?

this is a problem.

……

Gan Lin is really boring these days.

Although her parents do not restrict her from going out to play every day, her activities are limited to the villa area.

She couldn't even go out to play disco, if she really had the guts, she might lose the bones in her two legs.

Go around and around in similar villas every day, around and around...

at last.

On a sunny afternoon.

Gan Lin lost his way.

She probably walked to another area.

In the area where I live, there are small gardens and lawns in front of and behind every household.

There are more families with children, so the buildings are not high, and the various designs are more retro, like a small English village.

The buildings in this area are more simple and atmospheric. There are large green grasslands and large lakes on the road.

the most important is……

The surrounding houses are finally no longer copy and paste!

Gan Lin was very pleased with this.

However, compared to the bustle of District 1 where she lives, people often come out to play on the lawn and greet everyone.

It's all quiet here...

Gan Lin looked across the lake and saw the figure on the lawn opposite.

The sun is very good, and I am not afraid to sway my enthusiasm.

She can see clearly.

Under the light, on the lawn.

To be precise, it doesn't look like a person, but from a distance, it looks more like a snow doll.

It was too far away to see the facial features, but Gan Lin could see the other party's black hair and white skin.

Like a carefully pinched snow doll, it is basking in the sun, as if it will melt in the blink of an eye.

The snow doll is sitting on a small stool.

In front of him was a huge easel that didn't match his size...

Are you drawing?

Looking at the child's direction, it should be facing his side.

The other party's eyes seemed to be on her all the time...

Maybe it's because you feel that the sketching has been disturbed?
Gan Lin didn't care, waved his hand as a greeting and left.

……

The snow doll on the lawn was motionless.

It was a boy of eleven or twelve years old.

It looks beautiful from a distance, but it won't disappoint up close.

The eyebrows and eyes are exquisite and deep, but the whole person is very cold, without too many emotional ups and downs, revealing an aura that does not match the immature age.

He waited until Gan Lin left before he slowly looked away.

The easel is huge, surrounded by a bunch of brushes.

The picture on the canvas is just like how he feels.

Nothing at all.

Blank.

Footsteps came from behind.

A middle-aged man appeared on the lawn, standing behind the boy.

He glanced at the blank screen and yelled angrily.

"Gu Yuanzhao!"

This sound is fierce, let alone a child.

Anyone coming here will be taken aback.

Gu Yuanzhao's expression was still faint, and he responded lightly, and asked again:

"What's up?"

The teenager has not yet reached the stage of changing his voice, and his voice is soft and waxy.

The middle-aged man became even more annoyed, his face turned black, and he shouted:

"What's the matter? I fucking asked you to draw. It's been an hour. What did you draw?"

"No," he said.

Middle-aged man: "Go to school if you don't know how! Don't make any more excuses for me!"

"No, it won't."

(End of this chapter)