Chapter 113

He Jinyin and Jiang Xue returned home.

At home, Jiang Ruhai and Chu Yunxiu are not there. Jiang Hong is there with Yuanyuan. Yuanyuan seems to be painting.

As soon as he Jinyin and Jiang Xue came back, Yuanyuan immediately jumped up, took his painting and walked to he Jinyin and Jiang Xue.

In her mouth, she asked in a whiny voice: "little aunt, little uncle, look, how about the round picture?"

This picture is a family picture of a simple villain. There are seven people in a family.

Next to each villain, there are names. They are grandpa, grandma, mother, second aunt, little aunt, little uncle and round.

It turned out that she painted their family.

The whole family, seven people, all have smiles on their faces, and behind them, there is a sun.

He Jinyin looked at the painting, touched the round head and said with a smile, "it's a great painting!"

"Uncle, you should say that the little fairy is very good." The round and creamy mouth gave him a white look at he Jinyin.

He Jinyin is a little embarrassed. This little girl is so young that she is so narcissistic.

However, she is really cute. Her exquisite little face seems to have been carefully carved by God. She speaks well. She looks like a fairy.

"Well, Yuanyuan, don't disturb my little uncle and aunt. Come and continue painting quickly!" At the moment, Jiang Hong shouted to Yuanyuan.

Yuanyuan was afraid of her mother. She hung her head and walked over obediently.

He Jinyin and Jiang Xue walked into the bedroom.

Almost the sun rose from the West. Jiang Xue helped he Jinyin take his clothes.

She handed her clothes to he Jinyin and said, "you're full of wine. Go take a bath."

"Uh huh." He Jinyin grabbed his clothes and walked into the bathroom.

When I take a bath, I am happy like a child, humming happy songs in my mouth.

"The king asked me to take a bath..."

The sound reached Jiang Xue's ears in the bedroom and made her turn her eyes.

"What gold and silver is this? I just brought him clothes. I'm so happy to use them." Jiang Xue thought so, but at the same time, she was a little distressed.

He didn't know until today that what he Jinyin asked was so simple.

"Have you ever been too mean to him?" Jiang Xue sighed.

She walked slowly to the balcony outside the bedroom. At the moment, there was a desk on the balcony.

She sat at the desk and took out a piece of drawing paper from the drawer. At the same time, she took out a brush.

In the past, she always liked painting when she felt very tired when she was under great pressure.

Painting, can let her in that short moment, put everything, forget everything, what trouble, what pressure, can forget.

But today, she draws, not because of too much pressure, not because of too much trouble, but just because she wants to draw.

In my heart, there is a picture scroll. I always want to draw her and engrave it on the drawing paper forever.

She took the pen and began to draw.

It was like two people sitting side by side and listening to music together.

Two people's ears, one stuffed with an earphone.

Boys, with a smile, that smile, as warm and brilliant as the sun in early spring.

Girl, the corners of her mouth rise, trying to hide the sweetness in her heart at the moment, just like the peony in the spring.

The appearance of these two people slowly became clear in Jiang Xue's pen.

One is a woman named Jiang Xue.

One is a man named he Jinyin.

After painting, Jiang Xue grabbed the flower like wooden carving in her hand, and her face was stained with a blush.

"Bang Bang..." at this time, he Jinyin had finished bathing and returned to his bedroom again.

Jiang Xue quickly stopped painting, and then wanted to hide the painting.

But before that, he Jinyin had come behind her. He saw the painting at a glance.

He was a little stunned.

"Draw and play." Jiang Xue grabbed the picture and said immediately.

He Yinyin was a little silent. He thought of the three paintings he painted for Xia Yanran in high school.

At that time, he had a hundred small things in his heart and wanted to spend them with her. But in the end, only three things were done, and the rest were washed away by the heavy rain that night.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Xue asked when she saw something wrong with he Jinyin's face.

"Think of some of the past." He Jinyin murmured.

"Can you tell me?" Jiang Xue asked. When she asked this, she suddenly found that the man who had been married to him for several years didn't seem very familiar with his past.

She really knows little about him. All she knew was that he was an orphan. All she knew was that he didn't even pass the undergraduate examination.

She doesn't know how he came over as an orphan.

She doesn't know. She did well in her studies before. She didn't go to college because she missed the exam for a day.

She suddenly wanted to know more about the man before.

He Jinyin smiled and said, "before, I also painted for Xia Yanran. At that time, I thought that if I were with her, I would draw every little thing with her in the future."

"For example, listening to songs together for the first time, making Ferris wheels together for the first time, watching movies together for the first time..."

"Draw all the little things we do together, and then save them forever."

"And then?" Jiang Xue grabbed the drawing paper in her hand and asked nervously.

"Later, I drew three pictures, took them, went to find Xia Yanran on a rainy night, and saw Xia Yanran sitting in a BMW with a rich second generation. The heavy rain drenched the three paintings. "

"Those rotten drawing papers were thrown into the trash can by me. I haven't painted since then! "

"In fact, I used to like painting!"

Jiang Xue silently listens to he Jinyin's narration.

He just said it in a very plain tone, but Jiang Xue was worried.

They were silent and stood on the balcony outside the bedroom.

On the balcony, in addition to the desk, there are rocking chairs.

At this moment, the setting sun on the horizon in the distance is sinking, dyeing the earth in the distance with a layer of red.

At that moment, the ridge was dyed red by the sunset, and the earth looked like blushing. The breeze swept the long hair of the river snow.

Two people, silently watching the sunset in the distance.

Jiang Xue, lying on one of the rocking chairs, muttered, "how beautiful."

"Yes, it's beautiful!"

"At this time, someone, do you want to come and listen to a song?" I don't know whether her face is dyed red by the sunset, or whether the sunset has dyed her face red. Her face is shrouded in crimson.

He Jinyin trembled and hurriedly said, "is someone's last name?"

"No, my last name is silly, my first name is melon!"

"I'll call you a fool!" He Jinyin bumps his ass and walks to Jiang Xue. He sees a rocking chair next to Jiang Xue and lies down.

Jiang Xue felt a little funny, and a few joked, "aren't you a fool? Why are you called a fool again? "

"Sister Xue, whatever you say my name is, I'll call it." He Yinyin grinned.

Jiang Xuebai glanced at him. He was really stupid.

At the moment, Jiang Xue has taken out her mobile phone and plugged in her headphones.

Two people, listening to the song, watching the sunset sink.

Time is quiet at this moment

I don't know how long it has passed. Jiang Xue suddenly said, "he Jinyin, you can continue painting in the future."

"Painting?" He Jinyin asked.

"Yes, but the woman in the picture can only be me." Jiang Xue said.

"Yes."

On that day, he Jinyin, who used to like painting, was wet with three paintings on a rainy night in high school. He stopped painting and began to continue painting at that dusk.

On that day, the first picture he painted was two people lying side by side on the couch, watching the sunset and listening to songs together.

The woman in the picture, her name is Jiang Xue.

The man in the picture, she called him a fool.

When the painting was finished, it was taken away by the woman named Jiang Xue.

Then she opened her secret drawer and locked the two paintings, a wood carving, in it.

After locking it, Jiang Xue said, "for the rest of your life, can you fill this drawer with your paintings?"

Is it true that when those paintings are filled with drawers, they will also be filled with your heart?

"Yes." He Jinyin said firmly.

"Well, that's old. When the time comes, we'll sit on the couch and watch the sunset, one by one. " Jiang Xue nodded.

"It's a deal." He Jinyin opens his mouth.

"Well, it's a deal."