0713's favorite sister

In the drizzle, a person stood quietly in the yard.

Holding a slightly tilted white umbrella in one hand, his figure seemed a little thin, yet revealed a kind of tenacity.

Raindrops blown by the wind fell gently on my body, splashing tiny water droplets, as if playing a peaceful melody on the hem of my clothes.

The photo only shows his thin and lonely back.

I raised my head slightly, as if looking at the little yellow bird above my head through the raindrops.

雨幕

The bird that is about to spread its wings and fly out of the nest

A young man in the yard, holding an umbrella and looking up at its back

"......thump"

"......thump"

Xu Xuan's heart skipped a beat.

No.

This, this picture is too story-telling!!

And the most amazing thing is?

Right in the upper left corner of the entire picture, a beam of golden light penetrates through the clouds and shines directly on the head of the young man holding an umbrella.

The perfect side light seems to be God's finishing touch to this painting, making people unable to help but start thinking about the artistic conception behind it.

Could this still be his distant brother? !

So melancholy yet facing the sunshine, so lonely yet longing for freedom.

Countless contradictions are reflected in him. He seems like a bird yearning for the outside world, or a soul that wants to transform into a bird flapping its wings, or even more like...forty.

Ahem…sorry.

When I think of Brother Yuan, I think of him approaching forty years old.

I'm sorry (sincere apologyjpg.)

Xu Xuan was reluctant to break this picture. She casually dipped the paintbrush in the turpentine she had prepared in advance, then in some paint, and began to sketch.

The weather is slightly cold.

The breeze brushed across my cheeks and blew my hair away.

Gradually, the drizzle stopped and the wind was no longer naughty, and it was as if the sky was clear after the rain.

There was a scent of moist earth between the nostrils, and the refreshing feeling of comfort made the scene brighten up for a moment.

The colors in Xu Xuan's paintings gradually became brighter, no longer as gloomy and depressing as the rainy day at the beginning.

This was the scene Chen Chusheng saw when he came up to deliver the coat.

He walked up slowly and lightly.

At this time, Xu Xuan was concentrating on outlining a little yellow bird with yellow feathers all over its body and slightly gray feathers on its tail, and he didn't notice the noise coming from behind him at all.

"Are you cold, Xiaoxuan? I brought you a coat."

he asked aloud.

After a moment of silence, she finally came out of her own world.

When she turned her head, she realized that Brother Sheng had come behind her without her knowing. She smiled embarrassedly: "Brother Sheng, what did you just say? I was too focused on painting..."

Chen Chusheng repeated in a gentle tone: "I was afraid you might be cold, so I brought you a coat. Did I bother you?"

Xu Xuan shook his head, wondering if he was disturbing him.

"I was planning to come here today."

Chen Chusheng glanced at her painting, then looked up at her real-life sketch. He immediately noticed the white figure in the center of the picture and asked curiously.

“This is… far?”

Xu Xuan was surprised: "You figured it out, Brother Sheng!"

Chen Chusheng laughed, "It's still easy to recognize."

After all, he was wearing a white coat from a distance today, and his tall stature, along with the bird that was also the main subject of the picture, made it easy to associate him with him.

Xu Xuan was still a little shy. She lowered her head and smiled awkwardly: "I'm hungry now, Sheng Ge, let's go downstairs. I'll clean up after dinner!"

As she spoke, she pushed Chen Chusheng downstairs.

Go away, go away, brother Sheng.

I'm going to feel ashamed if I watch this again!