She uses tenderness as bait

Chapter 6 The Timid Boy

The genius is slightly bright, and the sun has not yet risen.

Aunt Wen moved the easel to the yard.

Lin Ye also studied oil painting and graduated from the National Academy of Fine Arts in Florence. The scenery of the small town of Florence is beautiful, and it is also there that Lin also developed the habit of painting in the morning.

Under Lin Yeye's guidance, Aunt Wen squeezed the paint onto the palette: "Miss, I don't know how to color."

Lin also smiled slightly, she was wearing a white sweater and lotus root pink gauze skirt today, and the ribbon on her eyes was dark pink.

"Aunt Wen, art is never rigid. Whatever color you mix, I will create with that color."

"Miss, what are you going to draw?"

"sunrise."

"But."

"Aunt Wen, tell me how you see the sunrise in Cangshui Town?"

"Hey! Then I will be your eyes, miss."

Although Aunt Wen has not read many books, she has been by Madam Lin's side all the time, and she has been fascinated by it, and she said this to the sunrise in Cangshui Town.

"At sunrise, the river flowers are red like fire, and in spring, the river water is as green as blue. Miss, although you can't see the river here, the roofs are red, and the peach blossoms seem to be dyed with rouge, but I think the leaves on this tree are still very tender. "

Lin also raised his hand and grabbed the void.

Then, under Aunt Wen's description, Lin Ye also drew strokes on the canvas, depicting the first sunrise after they came to Cangshui Town.

This is Lin Yeye's first painting since he lost his sight.

The sweater was dyed orange red, the gauze skirt was dyed green, and the face was dyed indigo.

This beautiful picture attracted a young man.

The boy was thin, wearing a black sweater and a black baseball cap with the brim pressed down extremely low.He was carrying a cross-body bag, his hands were tightly clutching the strap, and his shoulders were slightly shrunk.

He stood awkwardly at the gate of the yard, with a pair of deer-like eyes fixed on Lin Ye who was painting in the yard.

Aunt Wen found this timid and curious boy, bent down and whispered a few words in Lin Yeye's ear.

Lin also moved his brows and eyes slightly, and added a few strokes to the lower right corner of the canvas.

She asked Aunt Wen to invite the boy in.

Aunt Wen walked up to the boy in black: "Our lady has finished painting, please go in and enjoy."

The boy took two steps back, lowered his head, his chin was about to poke into his chest, and the belt was deformed by his grip.

Aunt Wen didn't expect the boy to be so shy.

"Aunt Wen, show him the painting."

After finishing speaking, Lin also stood up, leaning on crutches and walking slowly towards the door.Aunt Wen not only brought the painting here, but also brought two wooden chairs.

Lin Ye also leaned on crutches and stood at the gate of the yard. She didn't know where the boy was, she turned her head slightly, smiled and asked.

"This is the first painting I drew after I was sick, would you like to see it for me?"

Hearing this, the young man quickly raised his head and glanced at Lin Yeye, then lowered his head again, but he didn't back away.

Aunt Wen finally noticed that the boy was a little strange.

She leaned over and whispered something in Lin Yeye's ear, and Lin Yeye's smile faded a little.

"Aunt Wen, go to the town and buy a cake. You don't have to make breakfast today."

"Miss, this."

Aunt Wen was a little worried, this young man was acting weird, who knew if he would suddenly do something hurtful?
Lin also hooked his lower lip: "Have you forgotten what happened at noon yesterday?"

Even if she is blind, she can still overwhelm two big men, but she is just a young man, so what danger can she have?
Aunt Wen went back to the house and took the bag out.

Lin also stopped talking, and just sat quietly at the door. The wind blew past, blowing the scent of her body and the smell of paint to the boy's nose.

The boy finally mustered up the courage to look up at the painting.

The whole picture is abstract.

To be more precise, all the plates are glued together, and it is only possible to distinguish what is painted by color.

But the young man looked deeper, and the colors were flamboyant, like a cry from the bottom of his heart.

For a long time, he asked.

"why are you laughing?"

Lin also froze for a moment.

"Because I'm in a good mood."

"But you're not happy."

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"Your paintings are colorful, but extremely gorgeous, warm and isolated. The brighter and more impactful, the more sad, depressed, and sad you are, so you are not happy."

Lin Yeye didn't expect that a teenager would have such a high appreciation ability for a painting.

"Then do you know why I added you in the corner?"

The boy shook his head, and after realizing that Lin couldn't see it, he made a sound.

"do not know."

"Then I'll give it to you. You can take a look after you go back. What's your name?"

Lin also paused.

"My name is Lin Yeye."

"Yan Mu, Yan of color, Mu of herding."

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Lin also chuckled, it turned out that he was the younger brother of the man next door with a nice voice.

What a fate.

"Then can you bring me the paintbrush?"

Yan Mu struggled for a while, staring at Lin Ye's eyes, which were also covered with ribbons, and finally plucked up the courage to step in the door.

After writing the name, Lin Ye asked again.

"Aunt Wen will buy a small cake later, do you want to stay and eat together?"

Yan Mu didn't answer.

"Then you can take the cake back with you."

Yan Mu was still struggling when a man's voice came from the gate of the courtyard.

"Didn't I buy you a cake?"

Lin also stretched his brows and eyes.

he came.

Chen Ye had messy hair, was wearing a sweater, shorts and slippers, and his eyes were not fully opened.

Yan Mu immediately walked to Chen Ye with the painting in his arms.

The man looked down at the painting, paused, closed his eyes to wake up, and stared at the painting again for a while.

Then his eyes fell on Lin Ye.

Today is a dark pink ribbon.

This fairy is quite exquisite.

"I won't eat the cake, breakfast is already made at home."

Lin didn't say much either, he just 'looked' at Yan Mu.

"I paint every morning, if you want, you can come and see."

Yan Mu looked up at Chen Ye, who snorted lazily.

"People are asking you, you make your own decision."

"it is good."

Chen Ye was a little surprised when he heard this answer. He took Yan Mu to live in Cangshui Town for several months. Except for Huang Mao, Yan Mu never said a word to anyone.

Now they are able to meet the appointment.

"Yan Mu, go back and have breakfast."

"Oh."

Living next door, Yan Mu quickly returned with the painting.

Chen Ye still stood at the gate of the courtyard without moving, and he also stared at Lin Ye for a long time.

"Do you want to ask something?"

Lin Ye was still sitting upright, the wind blew up her skirt and hair, and under the morning sun, she was as beautiful as a person in a painting.

Instead, Chen Ye didn't know what to ask.

"The painting is very good, thank you."

Lin also smiled and adjusted the hem of her skirt.

"I have a question to ask, is Xiaomu?"

Lin also paused.

"Autism?"

Hearing Lin Ye Ye's words, Chen Ye straightened up instantly, his brows furrowed tightly.

"Why do you say that?"

(End of this chapter)