Chapter 64

I long for myself to have a pair of clear eyes to observe the world, and to feel the life around me with a childish heart, but it is very difficult for me to do all this.

In the dark underground storage room, I took out the dusty oil painting portrait, bound it in a picture frame, and placed it in Tong Shaohua's bedroom.

In the evening, there was the sound of a car in the front yard. I gently opened the curtain and looked down. The heavy iron gate slowly opened, and the black Volkswagen drove in.

Within a few minutes, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Tong Shaohua, who hadn't had time to change her clothes, appeared in the bedroom with a picture frame.

"Tong Xueqian, what does this mean?"

The casual bamboo and rattan fell on the basket chair, I put the album in my hand behind me, walked to the painting and said calmly, "I have been painting this painting for a year, and the name is "Angels and Demons". You on the left are smiling brightly." , the clear eyes have a longing for beautiful things, and behind you there is a pair of folded milky white wings, exuding a peaceful and quiet atmosphere; you on the right are standing sideways, with feelings that I cannot understand in your eyes, and the black wings spread out behind you It also speaks of an indescribable loneliness."

His tone softened a lot, not as impatient as before, "I don't remember being a model for your painting."

I raised my eyes, feeling the urge to touch his cheek, I stretched my hand half way and then retracted, "Don't forget, I have drawn a portrait picture for you, I remember every movement you make in my mind " Without waiting for his reply, I turned and walked towards the dressing table, "Next week, you arrange a time for the three of us to get together."

"You're not familiar with her, I don't think it's necessary." Tong Shaohua put the portrait in his hand by the wall, his voice came from far to near, "This painting, can you bury him in your heart and don't show it?"

I didn't intend to let the third person see it, so I turned around and handed the jewelry box to him behind me, "Brother, since you don't want me to see her, please give this to her for me."

He looked at me, with displeasure in his tone, "Don't talk to me like a younger sister, do you really want to be a younger sister for the rest of your life? Then, as if no one else is around now, can you still treat me as an older brother?"

My heart throbbed again, I thought about it and looked at him, "I can do it."

Tong Shaohua's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.

After a while, he sneered, "As expected of a white-eyed wolf."

There was a moment of confusion in my thoughts, I didn't know how to express it at this moment, I hope he can understand, "Brother, I will not draw portraits of other boys in the future, you are the first and the last."

A strange expression flashed in Tong Shaohua's eyes, and he raised his hand to caress my forehead, "Before you get married, when you are still by my side, don't stay away from my sight, let you feel sad alone, it will never happen again in the future .”

I lowered my eyes, shrunk my nose, moved my head consciously, and his hand retracted.

"It's too late, you should go back to your room to rest." I got up a little helplessly, threw the jewelry box on the bed, walked around him and went straight to the bathroom.

There was a sound of locking the door behind him, Tong Shaohua stood there with his brows deeply furrowed, and murmured, "It hurts so much!"

(End of this chapter)

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