Chapter 197

"That night, the medicine I took was not enough to make me completely lose my mind, but when I saw you lying in bed and looking at me with beautiful eyes, I couldn't help it any more. I just wanted to hug you in my arms. I thought it would be the best memory of my life, but it was when I saw the falling red on the bed and you cried Xiao Lelin's name You know, you're not doing well. "

"Ah yuan, we have missed so many years. This time, no matter who it is, we can't take you away from me. Anyway, you can only be mine."

"Ah yuan, you are my Qiu Linyan, you know?

Someone has been talking in my ear. I didn't hear clearly. I felt a little annoyed. I waved my hand and mumbled vaguely: "don't make noise. I'm so tired. I want to sleep."

"Sleep, I'll watch you!"

When I heard this, I continued to close my eyes and finally fell asleep.

When the early morning sun came in, I woke up from my sleep and saw Qiu Linyan sleeping sweetly with the quilt in his arms. The corners of his mouth rose slightly. He even slept with an evil smile,

Looking at such a childish sleeping face, I smiled silently and urgently wanted to draw this scene.

Dragging my aching body, I took out the painting I hadn't finished before, put it on the easel and began to draw. While drawing, I looked at Qiu Linyan's face. Soon, my painting was finished.

I looked at the painting and was very satisfied. It was painted with Qiu Linyan, which had a verve. It was like living. This was the witness of love.

I was enjoying the painting in front of me when an enlarged face suddenly appeared in front of me and pulled me into a gentle embrace. Qiu Linyan's voice was dull, low and magnetic with just waking up: "why do you get up so early? You're cold in such thin clothes."

Qiu Linyan wrapped me in a quilt and held my slightly cold hand.

"I couldn't sleep, so I got up." I leaned against his arms and my eyes still fell on the picture.

Qiu Lin Yan glanced at it and said, "I'm all in front of you. What are you doing looking at a picture? Look at me!"

I took the painting and handed it to him like a treasure. "Qiu Linyan, look, I painted it with the brush you sent. Don't you have anything to say?"

Qiu Linyan took the painting and turned it back. When he saw the content on the painting, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, but he deliberately said, "well, it's not bad. At least he painted the handsome face of the young master, and continue to refuel in the future."

"Of course, I don't brag about my painting skills, but I have a high standard. If it weren't for Yan Ruyu..." when I said this, I sighed. If Yan Ruyu hadn't replaced my quota, I should be the new painter now.

"Why not?" Qiu Linyan closed his mouth when he saw what I said, put me in his arms and leaned against his chest.

"In fact, it's not something that can't be said. I once had a painting called growing autumn. I wanted to take Attenborough to a painting exhibition and ordered the number of teachers to worship. Only that painting was subcontracted to Yan Ruyu by my grandmother and forced her to leave city A. I also learned it recently."

I can even say what Xiao Lelin left in the hotel. What else can't I say.

"I painted that painting for three months. A friend of mine who has a lot of research on painting said that the painting is enough for me to get a place as a famous teacher and get better development on the other side of the Atlantic to get rid of my difficulties, but it doesn't matter. Now I know that I'm not as useless as I imagined. That's good."

Qiu Lin Yan's eyes flashed, looked at me for a moment, and whispered, "have you ever thought about starting over and doing what you want to do?"

"Start over?" I looked at him sideways and repeated this sentence. To tell the truth, it was a surprise to me to pick up the brush and draw a picture again. I really didn't dare to think about it if I continued to pursue my dreams.

"Yes, I support you. As long as you want to do it, I will always support you!" Qiu Linyan looked at me very seriously, with a very serious expression.