Mu Chenxi and Tu Mo have been trapped in the local area for a whole day, and she has begun to feel bored.

The room here is very small, the activity area is smaller, basically can sit still, almost suffocate people.

"I don't know how many days, alas." Mu Chenxi drinks a mouthful of water, and Yu Guang glimpses his pencil.

She had an idea: "tumer, come here."

The boy came over without any precaution: "what's the matter?"

"Can you model for me?" Mu Chenxi took out a pen and paper.

Originally, she was going to draw the dawn flower, but now she has forgotten what it looks like.

"Fruit model? I'm serious. I can't

"You can do it now. What's going on in a child's mind day by day." Mu Chenxi found a chair and put it at a suitable distance. "You just sit on this chair, and then make a proper move."

Tu Mo is not willing to be a model: "I don't want others to draw me. The most important thing is that I can't move when I am a model. I can't sit still."

"It doesn't matter. You try not to move. Even if you do, I can't blame you." Mu Chenxi cajoles a way, "and I draw will be very fast, don't need you to insist too long."

Tu Mo is still not willing to let a teenager keep a movement for several hours. It's too embarrassing for him.

"Now there are only two of us in the room. Aren't you bored? We always have to find something to do. Can you model for me now and I'll model for you later? "

Tu Mo nodded reluctantly: "well, you need to draw quickly."

"Of course."

It turns out that a woman's mouth is a liar.

Tu Mo sat motionless for three hours before the other side called to stop: "well done, come and have a look."

Tu Mo jumps a few times in the same place, moves his relaxed muscles, and then walks over, a little expecting what he looks like in the other person's pen.

The moment he saw the finished product, Tu Mo's smile froze in the corner of his mouth: "is this me?"

The man in the picture is not like him at all, or is not a teenager at all, but a man, a man he doesn't know. The pose was drawn according to the pose he had just posed, but what's the use of that?

"Who is this?" Tu Mo asked.

Mu Chenxi was a little embarrassed: "this is my husband. I'm sorry. I'll draw another one for you."

"Goodbye." Tu Mo refused. "If you let me sit for another three hours, I'm going crazy."

The last three hours had polished all his patience.

Mu Chenxi smile: "well, don't torture you."

She carefully put away the picture with Yan Lidong's face, and then began to miss Yan Muyu.

I don't know what happened to Yan Muyu. Now Lixin is as good as Yan Muyu.

"Well, do you think it's sunny?" Tu Mo suddenly points to the outside, surprised.

Mu Chenxi also looked out, and sure enough, saw that the sandstorm had stopped, a sunny scene.

"It's clearing up so soon." Mu Chenxi looked at the time. "It's afternoon now. Let's go out."

Tu Mo also wanted to go out for a long time: "good."

Two people hit it off, changed clothes and went out.

Tu Mo had a good sense of direction. This time, they went to the place where dawn flower grew, with a camera and a sketchpad.

It grows in the crescent lake.

Evening, dawn flowers in the lake against the backdrop, actually a lot better than last time.

"Am I blinded? I really think it looks a lot better. "

Tu Mo also nodded: "I think it's much better."

Mu Chenxi took out her mobile phone and searched for the information about Chenxi flower. Then she knew why.

"After the sandstorm, dawn flower will become extremely beautiful, which is the reason why it is quite famous."

The woman thought, "I see."

Last time, she was still thinking, how can a flower become a scenery? It turns out that the other side will change, and it contains profound meaning.

"I'll draw this beautiful picture before it gets dark. You can play for a while." Mu Chenxi tells Tu Mo.

Hearing the speech, Tu Mo had to play by himself.

He walked around the crescent lake and thought it was pretty and interesting, but soon he got bored.

Mu Chenxi is still focusing on painting. The woman is serious. She looks quiet and beautiful. She is very moving.

He picked up one side of the camera and photographed the other side. Then he took several pictures of crescent lake and dawn flower.

It's getting late, and my hands are sour in the morning.

At this time, Tu Mo suddenly appeared in front of her with a dawn flower: "for you."

"It's growing well. Why do you pick it?" Mu Chenxi is a little unhappy, "don't do such a thing next time."Tu Mo was very aggrieved: "I just want to make you happy, and there are so many morning flowers in this place, it doesn't matter to pick one or two."

"If everyone thought like you, dawn flower would have been extinct."

The first time I saw Mu Chenxi so severe, knowing that the other party was angry, Tu Mo immediately apologized: "sorry, I picked this one. I won't pick it later."

"It doesn't matter." Realizing that his tone was too severe, Mu Chenxi's voice softened, "let's go back."

It's dark before I get back to my place.

By this time Yan Lidong had arrived. He wanted to go to see dawn flower directly, but after looking at the sky, he felt that no one would go to see it at this time.

His purpose is to find people, not really to see flowers. If no one goes, what's the point of his going?

So think, Yan Lidong found a home stay, don't know, so and Mu Chenxi missed the opportunity to meet.

And tomorrow night, he'll have to go back to country a. Think of this, Yan Lidong heart again heavy up.

After a long time of hope, will you be disappointed again?

Mu Chenxi went back to her residence and looked at the painting with Yan Lidong's face. She was silent for a while.

I don't know how the other party is now. It should be very good.

"If you miss them very much, we'll go back tomorrow." Tu Mo said, "I also want to go home, and I want to repay you."

Mu Chenxi smiles: "it doesn't matter whether I repay them or not, but I really want to see them as soon as possible, just tomorrow."

Tomorrow, she's going back to country a.

Seeing that the woman showed a sincere smile, Tu Mo also gave a rare smile and said, "can I borrow your mobile phone to call my parents?"

"Yes." It's a good thing to call your family.

Tu Mo dials the number he knows by heart. After a few rings, he picks it up.

"Hello, I'm Li Nian."

"It's me, Dad," he said, shaking his hand