The photo shows a beautiful woman, standing beside him is he Guowei. They cuddle each other affectionately. Next to them is a girl who looks only four or five years old.

He Guowei's old hand gently stroked the girl's face. After a while, his pupils were filled with tears and his eyes were filled with thick sadness.

"Xiaozi, my body... I don't know when it's going to die, and I don't know if I can see you again before I die."

The faint sound, accompanied by the warm wind, disappeared in the air.

...

until the last day, Pei Qingle was still fighting against himself in his studio, and his drawing board was blank.

Tomorrow is the day when the results of the match are announced, that is to say, she has only one night.

It's over.

Pei Qingle's brain instantly gushed out this idea, and the most terrible thing is that she didn't know what to draw.

Are you really losing like this?

Isn't Marvin Li going to jump into the sky with pride? Moreover, it is related to whether she can stay in this circle in the future. Pei Qingle keeps exerting pressure on herself, but... With the increasing pressure, it has become more difficult for her to write.

"Is it so difficult?" Gu Linhan looked at her, shaking his head and biting his lips for a while. It was too difficult for him to make a sound. His lovely hedgehog would torture himself crazy.

Pei Qingle sighed heavily: "how to do? There is no idea at all. "

"What is it about?" Gu Linhan sat opposite her, did not interfere, but quietly tried to help her clear her mind.

Pei Qingle said in a deep voice, "family affection."

In fact, these two words are not particularly difficult for her.

Although there is no mother around, but she has not been lack of father's love since she was young. Pei Zhengguo even dotes on her to heaven and gives her what she wants. She does not have this aspect flaw, if has, also only regrets that the mother did not accompany her.

If it's the kind of affection Ma Wenli said as a mother to her children, she is not without it.

The lost child, now also because of Lu Wenhua's reason, can't find out exactly where, whether really still lives in this world.

When she was pregnant, she was enjoying every moment when she was a mother...

including when she met Gu Mingrui later, the little guy gave her warmth and strength, and her life was shrouded in family affection from the beginning to the end.

The more she wanted to express, the more she couldn't find the most important point.

Gu Linghan raised his eyebrows: "I checked the painting of he Lao. As a layman, I just think the strong feelings expressed in it are very attractive. Qingle, you think too much, which is not conducive to your creation. "

"I know, but..." Pei Qingle lowered his head and sighed.

"Don't worry. Think about what you want to express most. In these feelings, which one is the most precious and which one is the most regretful? Find that feeling back. " Gu Linhan said softly, his every word is very soft, like warm wind, soothing Pei Qingle's anxiety because of the coming of time.

Pei Qingle closed his eyes and immersed himself in emotion.

The first thing she thought of was the mother she had never met. No, it should be the mother she saw when she was very young and unconscious.

as like as two peas, she saw a picture of a woman who smiled softly and smiled as she did.

What if she's still there?

Pei Qingle has been a mother. It is because of this that she knows what kind of mood a mother has for her children. It is love that can abandon everything, all gaze and care, everything.

So, when her mother died, she would be very reluctant.

Pei Qingle's nose was sour. At the moment when he opened his eyes, his eyes were full of tears.

She picked up the brush, took a deep breath, and began to work on her own.

Gu Linhan makes his breathing range smaller and smaller. He deliberately does not disturb Pei Qingle. He knows that his little hedgehog has found his feeling. What he can do is not to disturb him, but to accompany him.

Although the little hedgehog's red eyes, let him feel very distressed.

This night, Pei Qingle did not close his eyes, and Gu Linhan naturally followed her. He would watch as long as she painted.

It was not until the morning sun in the room that Pei Qingle took a deep breath and put his brush on the table!

"Eat?"

Pei Qingle subconsciously raised his head when he heard the sound. He saw Gu Linhan leaning against the door with his mouth slightly upward. The sunlight sprinkled on his body, with a layer of light, showed that he was more and more perfect, just like the God coming out of ancient Greek mythology."Eat!" Pei Qingle stretched out a stretch. The tiredness of not sleeping for a day broke out at this moment. She yawned, forced herself to support the column, and trotted toward Gu Linhan.

Two people came to the living room hand in hand, Pei Qingle saw a table of rich breakfast at a glance, it seems that it is still hand-made.

"Don't you say you can't get used to the porridge here? I made it myself. Try it Gu Linhan settled Pei Qingle and handed the spoon to her head.

Pei Qingle laughs, just out of the pot porridge entrance moment, a night of fatigue disappeared.

Sure enough, food is the most healing.

In particular, Gu Linhan cooked it himself.

Pei Qingle was content to drink porridge. Then he thought of what happened last night and immediately asked, "did you sleep all night? Not that there is an important project to be negotiated today? "

"How can I sleep if you don't sleep?" Gu Lin Han laughed and whispered, "don't worry, negotiation is not a problem, and you are not the same. There is an important competition to face."

Pei Qingle immediately went over, hugged Gu Linhan, and gently rubbed it in his arms: "thank you. In fact, I saw you when I looked up last night. I wanted to ask you to have a rest first, but I couldn't bear to... I just wanted to look at you all the time, give me strength and give me warmth."

"I know, don't worry, I'll be there all the time." After a good sleep, Gu said, "no matter what happens to her

"Good!" Pei Qingle nodded and laughed at the same time.