Sir Ares,Goodnight!

After Yan Zheng left, Yan Zhengling looked at the plum in this vase in a daze.

After Zhan hanjue moved to the rental house, his world became clean.

There was no provocation from fishermen and no harassment from Yan Zhengling.

The room is quiet every day.

But he felt very lonely.

My heart seems to be missing a piece, empty.

He bought many books, painting materials and piano for himself.

Every day he arranges his study time full, and his profound knowledge is advancing by leaps and bounds. Even he thought it strange that he would read all the things in the book. Moreover, it can draw inferences from one instance and integrate into the whole.

On this day, on a whim, he set up the drawing board, adjusted the paint, and began to paint.

White rice paper, he mentioned the brush, but did not know what landscape to draw.

Finally, simply let the brush follow his feeling, slowly waving.

In the end, it turned out that there was a magnificent picture on the Xuan paper. When he saw the picture on the paper, he was shocked.

The girl in the portrait has long straight hair to the waist. Her eyebrows are like mountains, her eyes are like obsidian, her nose is small and straight, her skin is white, and her lips are scarlet.

His face was as pure as a child who didn't know the world. He looked at him with a pair of eyes. He was as gentle as a harmless pet.

Beautiful smile!

Zhan hanjue's eyes slowly overflowed with a indulgent smile.

This kind of quiet as a virgin, moving as a rabbit, beautiful as a fairy, should only be in the sky!

At the weekend, Tong Bao called him.

"Uncle, tomorrow is Saturday. Will you come and practice with me?"

Tong Bao's voice, like the breeze, takes away all his troubles.

"All right." He said with a smile.

"Uncle, do you want to hear my mommy play the other shore flower? Mommy is with me now“ Tong Baodao.

Zhan hanjue's heart beat violently.

"Does uncle have the honor?"

"Of course," said Tong

Zhan hanjue heard Tong Bao's voice, "Mommy, play the other shore flower quickly. Uncle wants to listen. "

"Well."

Tong Bao's mother's answer was very straightforward, which made Zhan hanjue's uneasiness a little lighter.

Soon, the sound of the piano was melodious.

There was no heavy feeling of a promise to the end, but it was as light as a butterfly wing, like a trickle, which made him see a picture of a long stream of green hills on both sides.

He had some feelings. It turned out that this song "flowers on the other side" meant this.

Don't ask for grandeur, just for eternity!

I thought she was an immortal spirit.

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chastity!

The next day.

Zhan hanjue came to the sea and sky at the appointed time.