"No! Well done Attachment helpless smile, hesitated a little, suddenly opened his mouth: "Mr. Xiong Tai, I think, your heart is not very lonely ah?"

When Xiong Tai heard her words like this, he stood up for a long time and said, "no, Miss Yi, where do you feel like this? Like me, as an artist, I have my favorite art company, so I don't feel lonely! "

"Is it?" Attachment in the eyes of a little lonely, looking at the painting of the Star River, the tiny halo, as if to grab the soul of people in general.

"If you are not lonely, just..."

"Just what?"

"It's just that when I saw this painting, my sixth sense told me that there was a very clear message coming from me, that is, the painter of this painting is very lonely, so he often stares at the sky Because only the stars in the sky can understand what he is thinking. But maybe I was wrong! As an artist, he naturally has his own form of expression. I'm sorry! "

"It doesn't matter. What else do you have in mind? Tell me!"

Attachment is a little embarrassed, looking at male too encouraging eyes, she continued: "in fact, when I was a child, I often looked at the sky like this, because at that time, I felt very lonely This angle reminds me of my past self... "

"why?" Male too slightly picked eyebrows.

He had made a survey of the woman's background before and knew that she was the adopted daughter of a family, but the specific situation is not very clear. It must be that the life of an adopted daughter is not very easy

Attachment sighed: "I'm sorry, it's an unhappy memory, I don't want to mention it again!"

"If you think I'm a friend, talk about it!" Xiong Tai had a strong impulse to understand her and said slowly, "however, maybe in your heart, you only regard me as your employer, you may not regard me as your friend at all!"

"It's not like that!" He shook his head and looked at Xiong Tai sincerely: "Mr. Xiong Tai, after I saw the painting you drew for me, I knew that you are a real artist. I admire and appreciate you very much. It's just that, as an ordinary person, I can't expect to be friends with you

"Why? I think you are a very observant girl Xiong Tai also walked over and looked at the painting in the starry sky and said slowly, "you're right. In fact, I'm really lonely! This starry sky was painted by staring at the sky after my father died... "

"Your father Is he dead? " Attachment slightly a Leng.

Although I have known Xiong Tai for some time, most of them are busy painting and don't talk too much about his personal affairs.

"Well, yes! I left him when I was sixteen Xiong Tai's voice was low. He never thought that he would talk about his father's affairs in front of Ouyang's women. It was also strange that when he talked about it, his heart was filled with a kind of cruel □, which attracted him and let him speak unconsciously.

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