Wen Yi sat on the sofa without saying a word, letting Yun Hua and Gu Huaiyi visit or search.

This apartment is very warm and attentive.

"Who presided over the decoration here?" cloud painting asked as he looked at it

"Me." Wen Yi said directly.

Cloud painting is a little surprised, "this style..."

"Hee likes it." Wen Yi spoke again.

Cloud painting picks eyebrows, which is Yao Xixi's favorite style?

In fact, the overall style here is beige, very warm and romantic, but cloud painting feels that Yao Xixi is not the kind of person who likes this warm style.

But it's not good to say that everyone has many faces. A big man can also like a little white rabbit, and the goddess gaoleng can also make fun of it in private.

"These metal crafts are very interesting." Yun Hua said with a smile.

"Hee loves this." Wen Yi's voice is very low, "Xixi newspaper class, to learn to do these, these are her own hands to do."

"Is it?" Yun Hua also laughed, but she just pulled the corners of her mouth. The smile didn't reach the bottom of her eyes.

These arts and crafts have a very personal style. In fact, it is difficult for people to cover up their real emotions in painting and text expression. Even if they do, there will be heavy concealment traces.

These metal crafts look very normal and beautiful, but all the works give people a cold feeling.

None of these works is complete!

What makes cloud painting uncomfortable is one of the heart-shaped ornaments.

It can be seen that the craftsmanship of this heart-shaped ornament is not skilled enough. She tries hard to make this heart-shaped ornament more regular, but in fact, it is not regular at all. It is distorted. Even the surface of the ornament is still bubbling

The maker seems to have done it many times, and the color of the metal is not very good.

Clearly it is a heart, but the feeling of cloud painting is broken.

Cloud painting pointed to the heart-shaped ornament and asked Wen Yi, "what is this?"

"Perfect." Wen Yi said.

"What?" I didn't hear the painting clearly.

Wen Yi repeated, "perfect, the name of this work."

With that, Wen Yi added, "the name of Xi Xi."

Yun Hua raised her eyebrows and said, "does every piece of her work have a name?"

"Yes, names and dates. It's on the site. " Wen Yi said.

Perfect.

Name this work perfect?

Is Yao Xixi too confident, or is there something else?

Yunhua can't guess. She doesn't know Yao Xixi very well.

She picked up the ornament and wanted to see where it was perfect.

But just touch this ornament, cloud painting's face changed.

Almost in an instant, a cold breath suddenly attacked her heart. It was cold and uncomfortable.

In front of her eyes is a piece of blood light, that kind of cold, brutal, crazy feeling, the most real transmission out.

Just for a moment, the face of cloud painting is all white, and the forehead is also full of sweat.

She could hardly hold the ornament.

"Bang!" As soon as Yunhua's hand was released, the ornament fell back on the shelf, but the movement was a little big.

Everyone looked at it.

Gu Huai immediately walked to the cloud painting side, reached for her shoulder and asked in a low voice, "what's the matter?"

Yunhua's heart began to beat again, but it was a little faster, and her breathing was particularly urgent.

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