Chapter 170

I cried too long and spent some time on the phone, so that I was in a daze with a paintbrush. When my thoughts surged in, I was startled to see an enlarged face in front of me.

"Hey, I've been here for so long. Don't you completely forget me?" Zhang Xin's dissatisfied hands were on her hips, with an expression of asking questions.

I hit a ha ha, scratched my head and said, "no, I just feel a little emotion."

Zhang Xin grabbed the brush, played with it in her hand and fell to the ground. I picked it up painfully and said, "be careful. I'm useless. Don't break it."

"It's just an ordinary brush. Do you want to be a painter?" Zhang Xin smiled: "the things given by the male God are just different. You can't treasure a piece of paper."

When I met Zhang Xin, I was already in college, running for the cost of living and tuition. She didn't know I could draw, but I wouldn't say.

In my heart, I think this is my own little secret. If Qiu Linyan knows it, it is the secret of both of us.

"It's a good thing!" I gently blew the dust that didn't exist on the brush. It was very precious and rubbed it on my cheek.

"Who said before that it had nothing to do with Qiu Linyan? Stand up and let me have a look." Zhang Xin asked deliberately.

"If you're so stupid, who said it? Stand up and I promise to beat her half to death." I just said.

All afternoon, I was holding a brush in a daze. In this world, too many people, forced by life, finally gave up their dreams, and I was just one of them.

In the four years of college, I occasionally thought of painting. After marrying Xiao Lelin, I didn't think about it at all.

What did I throw away in that completely selfless marriage?

Perhaps, what I discard is only my own everything.

When I opened the chat tool in my mobile phone, I looked at the gray avatar. The signature was still ako. When I was in high school, I inadvertently added this number.

The other party is a very considerate person. I don't even know whether she is male or female, but she is good at chatting. Every time I am wronged and sad, I will vent with her online.

In the last year of high school, when I finished painting autumn, something like that happened. I tried my best to find her and wanted to know what I should do? But there has been no news.

I don't know where ah Ke has gone. Every time I am wronged, I will still send messages to this account, including xiaolelin and me.

Now, after getting the brush again, I still want to say something to her.

I sent a message: Recently, I seem to have met the God of luck, my male god. You say, if I pick up the brush again, will I meet my future?

Accustomed to waiting for each other's reply, no one answered. I made another paragraph and haven't sent it yet. The long lost avatar suddenly flashed, just like a shining star in the dark night sky.

Ah Ke said to me: the future is to fight for yourself. It's not a good thing to be used to waiting. If you have a chance, try again.

My heart jumped wildly. I didn't hear from ah Ke in four years of college. Half a year after I got married, I never sent any news again. This time, seeing her news was like a separated life.

I sent the previous paragraph: you said, what are the eyes that won't cry?

Ah Ke didn't ask me to wait, so he replied: draw the best eyes you've ever seen in your life. They must be eyes that won't make you cry.

In my mind, what I thought of for the first time was Qiu Linyan's beautiful talking eyes, so bright and dazzling, which lit up my whole life and took away the haze.

I smiled and said: Thank you, ah Ke. If I have the opportunity, I also want to draw a pair of eyes for you. I think your eyes must be the most beautiful in the world.

Meeting by chance and meeting on the Internet, ah Ke has a completely different meaning to me. She is my tree hole and a person who can take away my troubles.

Me: how are you these years?

A Ke: it used to be bad, but now, happiness is not far away.

Me: me too. Let's all come on.