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At this moment, the hand holding the brush trembled, and a little bit of ink almost fell off the tip of the brush onto the drawing board.

A pair of warm, dry hands gently took the paintbrush from her hand and placed it in its box.

Ren Jiya wiped her tears, took the painting off the shelf, put away the drawing board and prepared to leave.

Gu Yannan stood behind her, closely following. The sound of their footsteps echoed in the silent corridor, low and low, seeming to be in harmony.

Suddenly, a group of nurses and doctors ran in from the front and rushed into the hospital room where the couple had been.

She could almost hear the old woman's last desperate breaths as she turned her head.

Gu Yannan lowered his gaze and waited for her to calm down, but he heard an extremely mournful wail come from inside the ward. It was her husband's voice.

Ren Jiya stared at the undried portrait for a long time.

Unexpectedly, what she said to Old Madam Gu turned out to be true.

This really was their last portrait.

Ren JIya raised her head and Gu Yannan walked past her with an indifferent expression. His face was gloomy.

His delicate leather shoes made an unusually loud sound, and the sound suddenly stopped.

Gu Yannan turned around to look at Ren ZIya before turning back to tug on her sleeve and dragged her to the elevator.

The person beside him was truly cold-blooded.

In that scene just now, even a person would have been moved to the point of tears, but Gu Yannan acted as if nothing had happened.

He simply reached for the elevator and pulled her inside.

"Every day in this world, there are people dying. Don't tell me they are all like you, grieving for the spring and autumn?" Gu Yannan's eyes turned slightly gloomy.

"That old woman will not forget to kiss her lover even in death." Ren Jiya said coldly, "People like you wouldn't understand, right?"

Gu Yannan's aura suddenly neared. Ren Jiya was distracted by his stare, so she hurriedly dodged and retreated.

Unexpectedly, Gu Yannan silently pulled her to his chest, using his chest to support her body as he patiently said, "Nothing is more important than being together. It's enough for them to be together for the rest of their lives. "

Ren JIya was stunned for a moment before she suddenly understood Gu Yannan's words.

The man overhead straightened up and said flatly, "Can we go back to the gallery now?"

"Yes." Ren Jiya's heart was still astringent, but what she had just experienced was someone else's life after all.

The two returned to the gallery. Ren Jiya first placed the painting she had brought back from the hospital in the art studio, then invited Gu Yannan in.

The studio here was completely different from before. Ren Jiya had done some simple decorations and was filled with an artistic aura.

Gu Yannan looked around and saw that there were small squares in the ink cartridges on the table.

He knew it was a color box, but the color inside was white to him.

Suddenly, Ren ZIya walked past him and pasted colored notes on each piece of paint.

Red, green, blue, yellow. Twelve.

"Although you can't tell the color, you can read." "Then you'll know what color it is when I write it." Ren Ji Ya took out the brush and wet it, allowing Gu Yannan to hold it.

"This is …" Gu Yannan frowned. This was the first time he had seen someone teach a painting like this.

"You dab it in black and yellow and draw it on paper." Ren Jiya unfolded a big piece of white paper.

Gu Yannan drew two lines before he discovered that one was deep while the other was shallow.

"The shallower is yellow, the darker is black. "Actually, you can distinguish colors by their depth. Your eyes can tell, can't they?"

"Yes." Gu Yannan nodded, "I can share them."

"Is that a good idea?" Ren Jiya shook her head, playfully lifting her eyelids, laughing to the point that both dimples on her cheeks could be seen.

Gu Yannan stared at her with a complicated look in his eyes. "How did you come up with this idea?"

"I checked online and also read some professional articles. There are many ways to teach people with special vision how to paint on the internet. You can try them."

So, this woman still spent some effort?

Ren JIngya discovered that after Gu Yannan gave her a deep look, his eyes were once again focused on the nearby landscapes.

"I'll teach you how to draw lines." Ren Jiya walked up behind Gu Yannan and let her palm grasp his big palm.

She brought his wrist to draw the house's diagram on the blank paper. While Gu Yannan was not paying attention and secretly let go of her wrist, Gu Yesan involuntarily completed the rest of the outline.

"That's great. It's really good!" She excitedly raised her voice, but did not realize that Gu Yannan was slowly turning around and rudely took the painting from her hand.

She jumped in fright. Seeing Gu Yannan's face so close to her own, her expression changed greatly.

Gu Yannan had a lot of things he wanted to say, but when he saw her shocked expression, the words he wanted to say got stuck in his throat.

He just subconsciously grabbed her hand and kissed her on the lips amidst her shocked expression.

"I, I think we'll end today's class here. Next time, I'll go to your office to teach you how to draw." Ren Jiya took the lead and walked out from Gu Yannan's aura.

He had almost suffocated her.

Gu Yannan sighed deeply as if he was thinking about something. He asked her, "What would happen if I failed the eye surgery and lay on the bed like that couple just now?"

"Huh?" Ren Jiya's expression changed, her body could not help but tremble.

This' if 'of his was too hard to answer.

Even strangers could make her cry, not to mention Gu Yannan.

When she thought of this, she was shocked.

In her position, he was only a small step closer than the stranger.

"You don't feel anything, do you?" Gu Yannan gave a self-deprecating sneer and pulled his line of sight away from her.

Ren Jiya's heart was beating fiercely, she couldn't help but lean forward to stand in front of Gu Yannan, her eyes suddenly turning red, "It's not what you think." "No!"

"Oh?" Gu Yannan was intrigued. He turned her around and looked at the beautiful curve of her face. "What's that like?"

Well? Let her say she didn't know.

But he stared at her, waiting for an answer.

"You are Xiao Han's father after all, and we can be considered friends. Moreover … That will not happen. Your eyes will recover! "

Gu Yannan felt an unspeakable pressure in his heart. He pressed Ren Ji Ya against the wall, his handsome face tight. "You think of your child's father as an ordinary friend?"

"Gu Yannan, don't be so sensitive, okay?"

After she finished, she turned around and was about to leave the studio.

The air pressure in this room was too low, making it hard for her to breathe. She had to quickly leave Gu Yannan.

"In the end, you're still trying to escape." Gu Yannan glared coldly at her as he walked past her.

Escape? Ren JIya stared at Gu Yannan's tall and slender back in a daze.

Nonsense!

She wasn't afraid of him, so why would she run away?

Even if he was Xiao Han's father, they wouldn't pester him forever.