When I got up in the morning, I thought Qiu Linyan had gone out. When I vaguely walked to the living room, I found Qiu Linyan standing in front of the easel, staring at my painting. At his hand, there was an ashtray with several cigarette butts in it. Obviously, he had been standing there for a long time.

I went over, looked at the finished painting and asked, "what's good? You've seen it for so long? You didn't see it yesterday."

"Of course, I should enjoy your paintings. Didn't you like to take pictures of your paintings before, send them to me in the mailbox and ask me to give you advice. Now I'm by your side. Why don't you ask?" Qiu Linyan held his arm and asked softly.

I raised my hand and touched the dried oil painting. At that time, ah Ke was my confidant. Now, ah Ke has become Qiu Linyan. Instead, I have lost this habit. It is probably that Qiu Linyan will think of everything I can think of.

I painted this picture very carefully and spent more than a month. Unfortunately, no one will appreciate it now. Only Qiu Lin and Yan will see it.

I whispered, "do you have anything to say?"

Qiu Lin coughed Yan Qing, held his chin, meditated for a while, and then pointed to the painting and said, "well, it's very good. Compared with your first two paintings, the technique is astringent and the level is dizzy and stiff. This painting is quite successful. It already has your original painting technique of growing autumn. Congratulations, you have recovered your state six years ago."

Unfortunately, I have to face the same dilemma as that time. That time I had to give up, and this time I didn't want to give up and had to accept my life.

I always feel sad sometimes. It seems that no matter how hard I try, I will lose what I want in the end. The distance between dream and reality is the same in front of me as when I look at the sun. I always think the dazzling sun will belong to me, but in fact, the sun shines on others. I just see the sun.

"This is really good news. Shall I draw another portrait for you?" I smiled and asked.

"Well, this time I want you to draw our group photo. Like that hope, we are together." Qiu Lin Yan Li engraved his face on his nose and solemnly said, "remember to draw me a little handsome. The last painting made me ugly. Hum, I'm not satisfied."

"OK, you must draw all your handsome." I said reluctantly. In fact, I think no matter how beautiful the brush is, it can't draw the charm of Qiu Linyan, because he is so perfect and good.

"By the way, can I have this picture? I like it very much." Qiu Linyan asked, pointing to the painting.

"For you?" I blinked, thought about it and said, "well, you're the only audience anyway. That's it. Remember to frame it and put it where you think it's most suitable. Take me to have a look by the way."

"Guarantee to complete the task!"

Time passed quietly inadvertently. The end of the month soon came. On the wedding day of Yan Ruyu and Xiao Lelin, Xiao Lelin specially called me early in the morning and said in a flaunting tone: "ah yuan, I married Ruyu today. Remember to attend on time."

My dislike for him has really risen to a higher level. In those years, why did I fall in love with a man like Xiao Lelin? Small bellied Chicken Intestines and vengeance will be rewarded. No wonder he likes Yan Ruyu. This is really a sentence. Birds of a feather flock together and people flock together.

"If I don't come, will you continue to blackmail me with Yan Ruyu at the wedding and improve Yan Ruyu's popularity so that she can earn both fame and wealth?" I asked coldly.

"Ah yuan, you are so smart that you naturally know what I want to say. After today, you don't even have the right to regret. Are you sure you still have the original attitude? I'll give you the last chance." Xiao Lelin said angrily.

"Sorry, I don't need such an opportunity at all. If you're free, you'd better care more about your future wife. I'll go to your wedding on time."