The Female Partner is the Most Beautiful, But the Male Lead is Not Worthy

What a person is curious about often means that he needs such a thing.

The young man was curious about her changes, and he showed his favor to her paintings. From this, Shaoyin can think that he and Yu Peiyin are the same person.

Because it was the same person, he saw her pain and felt the same. Don't hesitate to spend a lot of money to buy her paintings.

Because it was the same person, he was very curious to see her changed. Because only the same people know how hard it is.

However, upon hearing her rhetorical question, Jin Shaohan instantly became alert.

No one wants to be touched in the innermost, hidden, soft, vulnerable places, and the same kind is no exception.

His eyes showed a sharp light, full of aggressiveness. Looking at Shao Yin, he didn't speak.

"Did I offend?" Shaoyin showed a slightly surprised look, and then said apologetically, "I'm sorry. I just thought you would want to know why I became what I am now."

Jin Shaohan really wanted to know.

Seek out other people's secrets, and out of courtesy, at least hand over your own in exchange.

He pursed his lips, the sharpness in his eyes softened, and his alertness disappeared. Nodding his head, he said, "You said."

Shaoyin smiled and put down the teacup. He found a comfortable position on the sofa, raised his chin in one hand, and turned his eyes to look out the glass window.

They were sitting next to a floor-to-ceiling window, and outside the window was the street where people came and went.

The scorching sun shone brightly, through the clear glass window, and fell on her face. Her skin is fair, with a touch of pink, which is a very healthy and beautiful color.

She has a calm demeanor, but her eyes are undisguised and cold, as if she has seen through everything in this world and doesn't care about anything.

Jin Shaohan sat up abruptly, before she could say a word, his posture was straightened, showing a listening look.

"It's actually very simple." Shaoyin suddenly spoke up, she smiled, the indifference in her eyes seemed to have been driven away, and she turned to look at him, "I regard myself as another person."

Jin Shaohan looked at her blankly: "Another person?"

Shaoyin nodded: "Yes. Think of yourself as another person, an omnipotent person, and then look back at everything around you."

She is not Yu Peiyin.

But is it possible for Yu Peiyin to become her?

"I used to be afraid to make friends, but now, I sit in my friend's studio and take care of the studio for him, and I can use it as I want."

"I didn't dare to work part-time, and I made money to spend for myself. But now, I'm painting for the teacher, and I get a lot of money for each painting."

"I used to always mind that they were in love with each other and that I had no place around. But now, I'm assuming that I'll have a lot of money, a few close friends, a lot of people who adore me and even love me. people, happy families."

As she spoke, the corners of her mouth gradually raised, and she could see happiness and satisfaction: "At that time, when I look back on everything now, do I still care, mind, and feel unbearably uncomfortable?"

No, of course not. Jin Shaohan replied in his heart.

He vaguely understood what she meant.

"You're assuming you're out," he said.

Shaoyin nodded: "Yes, I gave myself an assumption. It's not true yet, but one day in the future, one month later, one year later, five years later, ten years later, it will definitely not become Really?"

This question reminds Jin Shaohan of what she just said - are you the same person as you ten years ago?

Of course they are the same person.

Only, they are completely different.

"This is a good way." A dark tide surged in his heart, not intense enough, but enough to make him unable to calm down.

Shaoyin smiled slightly, lowered her eyes, picked up the teacup on the table, and poured herself another cup.

The clear tea soup is fragrant and fragrant. She drank the tea and admired the beauty: "You can also try it."

Her eyes were full of encouragement, like a person who really came out, full of expectations for someone who hasn't come out yet.

"Are you still painting now?" Jin Shaohan asked suddenly, "I want to see your painting now."

He didn't believe she had come out.

However, I am curious as to what step she has done.

And the best way to know her true state is through her paintings. People's expressions, words, and behaviors can deceive people. But brushstrokes don't.

"You can also draw?" Shaoyin didn't answer, but asked instead.

He seems to know how to draw. Shaoyin guessed that he might too.

"A little bit." Jin Shaohan nodded lightly.

He looked at the sunshine in the room, at the girl with clear thinking in front of him, and then at the works of various styles in a room, and suddenly his hands were itchy.

"Is it convenient to prepare painting tools for me?" He stood up suddenly and asked Shaoyin.

Shaoyin nodded with a smile, and also stood up: "Follow me upstairs."

The second floor is where the creation takes place.

She prepared painting tools for the youth and left the second floor.

He didn't charge him, because this is Yu Peiyin's bosom friend. He once wanted to spend hundreds of thousands on her paintings, and later he spent a lot of money to buy several of her paintings.

She shouldn't take his money.

She should lend him her own painting tools.

When Jin Shaohan was alone on the second floor and was immersed in his creation, Shaoyin was downstairs and started painting a sunflower at will.

On the white paper, there is nothing else but a sunflower.

It seems to be copied from a photo, it does not contain any emotion, there is no exaggerated line, there is no color to show off, there is nothing, just a sunflower.

After painting, she put away her pen, ordered a cup of milk tea, sat on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, squinted her eyes, and enjoyed the sunshine and desserts.

It was almost noon when there was movement on the stairs.

Shaoyin was trapped in the soft sofa, and the whole person was drowsy. Hearing the movement, she slowly raised her body and blinked her eyes.

Jin Shaohan is different from just now.

If he was like a cold white rose before, then now he is a corrupt rose with black borders, full of sullenness, and poisonous thorns.

He must have been very immersed just now, Shaoyin thought.

He stood up and smiled at him: "Are you finished? Is it convenient for me to go up and take a look?"

Jin Shaohan walked down the stairs one step at a time. When the footsteps landed on the floor on the first floor, most of the black aura that lingered around had dissipated, and only a little remained, making the cold white rose look even more dangerous.

"Yeah." He nodded and said nothing.

His gaze moved and landed on the sunflower placed in a prominent position, his expression froze.

He looked at the sunflower, then at Xiang Shaoyin, pointed at the sunflower and said, "Did you draw it?"

Shaoyin nodded with a smile: "Yes."

Jin Shaohan frowned.

Light lips pursed.

He was not very satisfied with the painting. It's not how her painting skills are, but she hides her real thoughts and hides her real state, which makes him less satisfied.

His real appearance is still on the second floor.

"Like it? Then I'll send it to you." Shaoyin blinked slyly, bypassed him, and walked upstairs briskly.

In the middle of the second floor, there is a drawing board with a shocking pattern of sharp, messy, crazy lines on it.

Like a twisted devil, like a crow fluttering in the sky, like a fragmented corpse.

The first time she saw it, she was shocked.

This person is even more serious than Yu Peiyin's situation!

"Dengdeng." Behind him, the sound of footsteps was getting closer.

After stepping over the stairs, he slowly came behind her and stopped.

"Are you afraid?" A voice came from behind.

Just listen to his voice, don't look at his face, don't think about the friendly conversation between them just now...

"You look like a pervert who intends to kill." She turned around with a smile on her face, looked up at him and said, "You are a bit stronger than me, but nothing to be afraid of."

After a pause, she tilted her head: "My early paintings are also crazy. However, you can't see it because it was torn by my father."

She sighed with emotion in her eyes, and her voice was full of nostalgia: "It was raining that day, and he was drunk and crazy. I was hiding in the room, but he wanted to come to me, open my drawer, and put all my paintings. Take it out, scolding me for wasting money, and tearing it to shreds, all of them were thrown into the rain and fell into puddles, not a single one was left."

Hearing her words, Jin Shaohan's gloomy aura that had dissipated suddenly reappeared.

"However, he's dead!" Shaoyin said quickly, with a light tone, "I was beaten to death. I didn't have money to drink, I was arrogant, I was pushed and shoved a few times, and unfortunately I knocked on a stone, that's all. died."

She didn't hide her schadenfreude, and lowered her voice: "After he died, I stuffed a handful of dirt into his mouth. No one found out, hum, let him reincarnate with this dirt and eat dirt in his next life!"

No one knows if there is an afterlife after death.

This is the girl Yu Peiyin's most sincere blessing to her father.

"You..." Jin Shaohan's face changed, a little weird, "You should actually..."

Shao Yin blinked and looked at him suspiciously.

Jin Shaohan looked at her clear eyes, suddenly his eyelashes trembled violently, and slowly looked away: "It's nothing."

His ears were red.

He himself has a physique with qi and blood deficiency, and his skin is pale and lacks blood. Therefore, the ears are red and very conspicuous.

"Are you trying to say..." She approached him slowly, blinking her eyes, her expression as innocent as before, "I should put a piece of shi in his mouth and let him eat shi in the next life?"

Jin Shaohan turned his head sharply and looked at her in astonishment.

As if she didn't expect it, she actually saw it!

"I'm sorry too." Shaoyin took two steps back, distanced himself from him, and spread his hands, "But back then, the most disrespectful thing I could think of was this."

She said with great regret: "The me back then, and the me now, are really not alone!"

Jin Shaohan couldn't help but nodded.

not alone.

Not only is she like this, but so is he.

"You haven't changed." He looked at her with a strange smile on his face, "You are still you, you just learned to hide."