Chapter 715

Nima -

is the world too small?

How did you meet that man again?

But even if it's cold, I didn't expect to be an irresponsible man. Sure enough, this kind of man is occupied by the brain damage of shui'anluo.

When Shui Anluo came back, Qiao yaruan was fighting with the people on the computer and the game side.

"How's little fat man?" Qiao Ya Ruan asked while playing games.

When shuianluo got to the water, he began to drink and said, "it's OK. I just don't know that President Chu can wait for a few days. I'm afraid his parents will be finished as soon as they come back."

"When you meet this kind of patient, you are stupid. Most people give up long ago. Who else would think of leaving his parents?" Qiao Ya Ruan chuckled.

Shuianluo drank the water and said ha ha, which was also said by elder martial brother. But she didn't give up because she wanted to get Qiao Huihe's approval. On the other hand, she didn't give up because she didn't work hard. It was not respect for life, but also for herself.

"Where to eat at noon?" Shui Anluo said, looking at the crazy people playing the game.

"You go to buy the fried rice noodles in the opposite house, and don't disturb the family to play games." Qiao Ya Ruan said, and waved her away.

Shui Anluo was despised, but still took the backpack up, "play crazy, do you want pepper?"

"Yes, the spicy one." Qiao Ya Ruan said that Shui an Luo had already gone out.

There are many small restaurants opposite the hospital, and this one is really good, so when shui'anluo arrives, there are more than a dozen people waiting in line, so shui'anluo can only go in line.

But when Shui Anluo was queuing up, he saw a non mainstream painter sitting on a flower bed not far away eating steamed bread.

"Is that him?" Water Anluo curious thinking, eyes have not left him, until row to himself, water Anluo wanted to say two, but suddenly said three.

Shui Anluo bought rice noodles and carried them over.

The artist's injured hand is slightly hanging, and the uninjured hand is holding a steamed bread and eating it slowly.

Actually, he's very elegant.

Shui Anluo stood in front of him. When the painter looked up, he handed his original river noodles to him: "please eat."

The painter was slightly stunned, and his eyes flashed with incomprehension.

Shui Anluo put the lunch box on the flower bed, slightly tilted his head, and then said, "you have enough to draw, don't you?"

The painter slightly hooked his lips, "little girl, what's your name?"

"My name is good man." Shui Anluo said with a smile, and then turned back to the hospital.

The hand of the painter holding the steamed bread gives a little meal, and a picture gradually appears in his deep eyes.

[on the Houhai arch bridge, the girl is standing on the bridge and looking at the sunset in the distance. The boy behind her is working hard to draw for her.

Finally, the girl looked back, her 17-8 appearance, long hair floating, willow eyebrows, glass eyes, a cherry mouth delicate.

"Are you drawing me?" The girl said, ran past, around the drawing board, looking at a figure on the drawing board, and the sunset in the distance, "you are so powerful." Exclaimed the girl.

The boy scratched his head, a little shy.

"Ah, you are the kind of person who paints for others on the roadside and then earns travel expenses to travel in poverty. I admire this kind of person most." The girl said excitedly.

The boy didn't answer, he just thought, this girl, really good-looking.

The girl bowed her head and took 500 yuan out of her bag. "Here, this is my painting money."

"No --"

the girl laughs, "I'm a good person to pay for your journey." The girl smiles and runs away with the picture. 】

the painter looked down at the lunch box on the flower bed and felt a tearing pain in his heart A whisper, gently from his mouth under the beard with pain spit out.

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