In the morning, Han Zhiyu got up, prepared his breakfast and walked to the small wooden table by the window.
the scenery outside the window was not enough every day, warm, quiet and peaceful.
the gentle wind blowing in brought fragrance to the room with the fragrance of flowers in the yard.
after the meal, he closed his eyes and breathed, When she saw that it was still early, Han Zhiyu took out the herbicide she had brought home yesterday when she went back to the supermarket.
the land in the yard was reclaimed into two pieces, one for growing flowers and the other for growing vegetables.
she changed her clothes, took a small shovel and went to the yard.
in fact, it was very simple to shovel off the grass in the yard and sprinkle herbicides around, In order to avoid the uprooted grass roots growing crazily again.
when some local residents saw Han Zhiyu's busy figure, they would smile and say hello to her in short English.
and Han Zhiyu would also wipe off the sweat on her forehead and respond one by one.
this is also the reason why han Zhiyu loves this place. Compared with the bustling downtown surrounded by reinforced concrete, She prefers to be out of the city, which is full of human feelings.
only here can she experience the joy of life again and get rid of herself.
after a hard work, Han Zhiyu looks at the tidy yard and thinks that when she comes back in the evening, she can buy some more vegetable seeds and plant them in the newly cleared space.
after returning to the house to change clothes and tidy up the painting tools, Han Zhiyu started towards the square again.
after walking to the square for more than half an hour, Han Zhiyu stretched out her waist and stopped under the shade of a tree.
taking off the easel on her back, she took out an unfinished landscape painting from yesterday and began to paint it, There are more and more people in the square.
the sunlight casts light and shadow from the leaves and falls on Han Zhiyu's head, body and her painting under the tree.
"Hello, can you help me make a painting?"
The elegant female voice came into Han Zhiyu's ears, and her eyes moved from the painting to the voice in front of her. Then she saw a woman with excellent temperament standing in front of her.
the woman's facial features were exquisite and her face was beautiful, It can be imagined that when she was young, she must have been a beautiful woman.
her long black hair was firmly on her head, and on her head was a small and beautiful parasol.
she was wearing a snow-white silk shirt with delicate and complicated folds at her chest, Han Zhiyu is not stupid. Although the style of the dress in front of her is simple, the material and material are excellent, so the person in front of her is rich or expensive.
"hello, Can you make a picture for me? " Xu was worried that Han Zhiyu didn't hear it, and the woman repeated it again.
Han Zhiyu reacted and asked in disbelief, "am I
The woman was amused by Han Zhiyu's reaction. She bent up her pretty lips and softened her tone. "Is there anyone else here besides you?"
Then she turned her head to look around and motioned for a moment.
Han Zhiyu quickly stood up and said respectfully, "then, please sit down."
the woman then nodded with a smile, put away her parasol in her white lace gloves, and gracefully sat down on the bench.
"let's start."
"OK, OK. "
a woman holds a parasol in one hand and her other hand is on her knee. Her eyes are calm and peaceful looking into the distance.
her graceful posture and beautiful background behind her body are like an oil painting from the world, which is very pleasing to the eyes.
Han Zhiyu looks at the woman in front of her, In fact, she has been wondering from the moment this woman appeared.
the place where she lives is a long distance from the city center, which can be regarded as a small town.
judging from the dress and behavior of the woman in front of her, her family background is certainly not simple, But since she came from a rich family, why did she suddenly appear here without a bodyguard.
when Han Zhiyu suspiciously lifted her eyes from the drawing paper and looked at the woman, she was stunned and her pen stopped.
there was no expression on the woman's face, but her eyes were full of sadness, It's clear.
it's a kind of sadness that people can see and sigh for. It's like being naked on a snowy night in the December moon, which makes people cold to the bone and hurt to the bottom of their heart.
she has never seen such a sad pain in other peopleFor a moment, Han Zhiyu almost blurted out and asked why she was so sad.
at this moment, the woman suddenly turned her head, her emotions disappeared, and asked softly, "Miss, is there a problem?"
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she couldn't believe that someone would have hidden her emotion so deeply. The person with sad emotion just now was just like what she saw with her eyes.
shaking her head, she began to draw again, and at the same time, she laughed at what she had just done in her heart.
she didn't know this woman, Almost half an hour later, Han Zhiyu left her last stroke on the paper. She put the pen back in her toolbox and said softly, "madam, it's finished."
the woman sitting on the stool woke up from her dream. She stood up gracefully and then extended her gloved hand to Han Zhiyu, "Please let me have a look."
without delay, Han Zhiyu took the drawing from the painting shelf and handed it to her.
the lady raised her hand to take it, fixed her eyes on the drawing, and rubbed her face with the other hand. It seemed that she was remembering something through the drawing, and her eyes were full of nostalgia.
ten seconds later, she withdrew her hand, Take out a coin from your wallet and give it to Han Zhiyu.
"thank you, miss. You're very kind."
"madam, I'm flattered. I'll give you the change."
"no, you can take the extra money."
"madam, no, I can't take it." Han Zhiyu refused and bent over to take the change, Where can you see the woman's figure.
"Madame - Madame -" Han Zhiyu did not dare to run far, but just yelled around a few steps away.
however, he didn't see the woman's figure, so Han Zhiyu had no choice but to come back.
when she just sat down on the stool, something broke into her eyes.
the lady's purse just now!