Chapter 59

Mr. Lu slowly opened the painting. What came into his eyes was darkness. In the dark room, there was a haggard figure painting. She sat in front of the painting and her hand holding the brush was withered and yellow, which was very inconsistent with her back in her twenties.

On the drawing paper is a teenage girl with only one face. Those eyes are especially large and filled with vicissitudes and regret.

Fu Hanchuan stared at the figure in the painting with disbelief.

The background of his dream, the face behind it is Qin Sheng's, very vicissitudes, not the aura of today.

Fu Hanchuan's eyes fell on Qin Sheng. Qin Sheng's expression did not change. Fu Hanchuan was puzzled. How could Sheng Sheng draw this picture?

Lu Ming quickly returned to his seat. He touched his arm. "It's so sad."

Master Lu was also immersed in the painting. He looked at the painting from the artist's point of view.

After several minutes, old man Lu said, "Sheng Sheng, your level is very high. Even my old man laments that he is inferior."

"It's just, isn't it too heavy and depressing?" Mr. Lu said his thoughts. "Should there be a window here to shoot in some sunshine and give people a kind of hope."

The whole painting has a dark tone. Even the girl's sitting position is a little dark.

Hearing the speech, Qin Sheng nodded with an obvious surprise in his eyes, "thank you, Grandpa Lu. I've thought about it for many days, but I don't have an answer. I'll understand when you click."

Master Lu smiled, "Sheng Sheng, you are very talented in painting. Come to me more often. My old man has no ability. Painting is better than well-known domestic writers. The master is not barking."

"Well, as long as Grandpa Lu doesn't bother me." Qin Sheng narrowed his eyes and nodded with a smile.

Master Lu laughed heartily, "I will never abandon it."

Lu Ming could not help but sigh that his grandfather really liked girls. His grandson was a grass in his eyes and Qin Sheng was a treasure.

Qin Sheng stayed with the old man until he went back in the evening.

Fu Hanchuan sends Qin Sheng back to Qin's house. Lu Ming also wants to follow him on the bus.

Fu Hanchuan's face was expressionless. "You ask the driver to take you back."

Lu Ming has a residence outside and occasionally lives outside.

Lu Ming wondered, "brother, isn't this on the way?"

He responded with a bang.

The door closed and Lu Ming was blocked out.

Lu Ming: "

Well, he finally understood that his brother didn't want him to be a light bulb.

Lu Ming rubbed his nose and asked the driver to take him back.

In the car, very quiet.

When waiting for the first traffic light, Fu Hanchuan moved his lips and asked what he had been wondering, "Sheng Sheng, where did your painting come from?"

Qin Sheng didn't say anything about her rebirth. "I dreamed of it. I had a long dream. It seemed that I dreamed of all the things that happened in my last life."

Isn't it? Qin Sheng was reborn. For her, the previous life was a dream, a very real dream.

Fu Hanchuan's hand squeezed the steering wheel. "Can you tell me about your dream?"

The green light came on and Fu Hanchuan restarted the car.

After a long time, Fu Hanchuan heard Qin Sheng's response and said in a low voice, "HMM."

Qin Sheng simply said her experience in the previous life. Her words were very calm, but they were the same as what he had dreamed of.

From the bottom of Fu Hanchuan's heart came bursts of pain, as if ants were gnawing.

He was silent.

He had almost the same dreams as her, but his dreams were more detailed and specific than those described by Qin Sheng.

"Sheng Sheng, whether it's true or false, I'll protect you all my life." after Qin Sheng got off the bus, Fu Hanchuan suddenly whispered. However, Qin Sheng didn't hear this sentence.

He watched Qin Sheng enter the gate of the Qin family, and Fu Hanchuan left.