Chapter 59

Mr. Lu slowly opened the painting, and what he saw was darkness. In the dark room, there was a haggard figure painting. She sat in front of the painting, her hand with a brush was withered and yellow, which was very different from her back in her twenties.

What is painted on the drawing paper is a teenage girl with only one face. Her eyes are very big and full of vicissitudes and regret.

Fu Hanchuan's eyes were fixed on the back of the painting. He couldn't believe it.

The background of his dream, the face behind it is Qin Sheng's, very vicissitudes, no Aura now.

Fu Hanchuan's eyes fell on Qin Sheng. Qin Sheng's expression did not change. Fu Hanchuan was puzzled. How could Sheng Sheng draw this painting?

Lu Ming quickly returned to his seat. He touched his arm. "It's so sad."

Mr. Lu is also immersed in the painting. He looks at the painting from the artist's point of view.

After several minutes, Mr. Lu said, "Sheng Sheng, your level is very high. Even I, the old man, feel inferior."

"Just, is it too heavy and depressing?" Mr. Lu said what he thought, "should there be a window here to let in a little sunshine to give people hope?"

The whole picture is dark. Even the place where the girl is sitting is a little dark.

Smell speech, Qin Sheng nods, the eye has obvious surprise, "thank Lu grandfather, I thought for a few days, all have no answer, you a dial, I understand come over."

Mr. Lu said with a smile, "Sheng Sheng, you are very talented in painting. Come to me more often. My old man doesn't have any skills. In painting, he is better than the famous writers in China, and the sound of a master is not nonsense."

"Well, as long as grandfather Lu doesn't bother me." Qin Sheng narrowed his eyes and nodded with a smile.

Lu Laozi heartily laughs, "will never abandon."

Lu Ming can't help sighing that his grandfather really likes girls. His grandson is a grass in his eyes, and Qin Sheng is a treasure.

Qin Sheng stayed with him all the time and went back in the evening.

Fu Hanchuan sends Qin Sheng back to Qin's home, and Lu Ming also wants to follow him.

Fu Hanchuan's face is expressionless, "you let the driver take you back."

Lu Ming has a place to live outside, occasionally.

Lu Ming asked, "brother, isn't this the way?"

In response, there was a bang.

The door closes and Lu Ming is blocked outside.

Lu Ming

Well, he finally understood that his brother didn't want him to be a light bulb.

Lu Ming rubs his nose and asks the driver to take him back.

In the car, it's quiet.

While waiting for the first traffic light, Fu Hanchuan moved his lips and asked what he had been wondering, "Sheng Sheng, where did your painting come from?"

Qin Sheng didn't say anything about her rebirth. "I dreamed about it. I had a long dream. It seems that I dreamed about everything that happened in my last life."

Isn't it? Qin Sheng's rebirth, the last life for her, is a dream, a very real dream.

Fu Hanchuan's hand squeezed the steering wheel, "can you tell me about your dream?"

When the green light came on, Fu Hanchuan restarted the car.

After a long time, Fu Hanchuan heard Qin Sheng's response and said in a low voice, "well."

Qin Sheng simply said her experience in the last life. Her words were very calm, but they were the same as what he had dreamed of.

Fu Hanchuan heart came bursts of pain, as if there were ants gnawing.

He was silent.

His dream is almost the same as hers, but his dream is more detailed and specific than that described by Qin Sheng.

"Sheng Sheng, whether it's true or not, I will protect you for the rest of my life." After Qin Sheng got off the bus, Fu Hanchuan suddenly spoke in a low voice. However, Qin Sheng didn't hear this.

He watched Qin Sheng enter the gate of the Qin family, and Fu Hanchuan left.