"Isn't there still me," he smiled disapprovingly, taking the brush she had just used and repainting it on the paper.
I saw his brush flying, and in a few seconds, she changed the "crow" she painted to a butterfly.
He also drew a full moon in front of the butterfly, and now the whole painting looks like a butterfly chasing the moon.
"Wow," Mu Jinjin exclaimed.
He's too good, isn't he?
She always thought he was the kind of loser who eats, drinks and has fun.
I can't imagine that painting is so powerful.
"Do you like it?"
he looked at her, his thin lips curling in an imperceptible curvature.
"Hmm" Mu Jin nodded seriously, it was out of his heart's liking.
"But it's too lonely to have only one butterfly."
"Then can't you draw another one?"
Mu Jinjin asked him puzzled.
"Okay."
He smiled, took a light blue colored pencil, and drew a light blue butterfly in front of the golden-pink butterfly.
I saw him scribble a few strokes, and a vivid light blue butterfly immediately jumped on the paper, and the painting technique was so superb, the butterfly seemed to be about to come out.
After he finished painting, Mu Jinjin couldn't help but ask him: "Hey, why did you draw the blue butterfly in front?"
It was a small detail, but she always felt that there would be something extraordinary.
Mu Jiang looked up at the moon in the sky, his faint expression did not fluctuate in the slightest, in fact, his heart was already full of mixed feelings.
He took her shoulders and turned them around a little, making her look at him.
In the middle of the sound, he calmly spoke: "Although the moon is beautiful, but a beautiful place is destined to be dangerous, maybe I know that there will be danger ahead, so I always want to cover you in advance." ” After Mu Jinjin listened, the colored pens in his hand fell to the ground in fright, and his little face turned pale.
What he said was like the rhythm of confession Illusion.
It must be an illusion Mu Jinjin comforted himself in his heart, and then quickly changed the topic, wanting to break the embarrassing atmosphere.
She stretched out her finger and pointed to the Milky Way looming in the sky, and said in a panic: "Look, the Milky Way has appeared very beautiful today, right?"
"Hmm."
He followed her gaze, but when he saw the Milky Way, he was not as happy as he had imagined.
Although he has been growing up abroad.
But he had heard the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.
I really don't know two years later.
He and Mu Jinjin will not see each other one day.
"Mu Jinjin, shall we make an agreement" He retracted his gaze, looked down at Mu Jinjin's little pale face, and his always cold gaze looked a little lonely at this moment.
"What agreement" Mu Jinjin looked up at him, waiting for him to finish speaking.
"Stay with me for two years."
Mu Jinjin's eyes widened in disbelief.
Accompany him for two years.
What a convention this is "After two years, I will give you back your freedom."
He finished the rest of the sentence, his voice hoarse.
She only heard the word freedom, but never saw the sorrow in his heart.
Accompany him for two years.
And he set her free Sounds really good But two years is a bit long.
She wished it had been two days.
"I don't agree."
Mu Jinjin pushed him away, and then walked to the other side of the small bridge, with a sullen look.
"Why" I don't know why, when he heard that she didn't agree, there was a trace of satisfaction.
Is this stupid girl reluctant?
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"Two years is too long, two weeks at most," Mu Jinjin said as he walked, not noticing that the air behind him was getting colder. oshow7 t1706231537: