"you're not wrong!"

"you're not wrong!"

"you're not wrong!"

……

Immediately afterwards, voices of “You are not wrong” in different languages ​​​​appeared at the scene.

Mei Xiaonan realized it belatedly and burst into tears.

In fact, she had been confused these days. Why was she standing here? Was it really just to witness how popular "The Dying Girl" was?

But at this moment, she knew.

As the years passed, she could now calmly recall the vicious words from netizens and the aggressive attitude of the uncles and aunts she knew.

However, there always seemed to be a void in her heart, and a strong wind swept through this void. Her heart grew colder and colder, and she didn't know how to warm it up.

Her parents always comforted her, saying that things were in the past, and she should look forward and not think about the past.

But why couldn't she think?

She believes she has a clear conscience, so why shouldn't she think about it?

She just wanted to think, she just wanted to distinguish right from wrong clearly.

Her friends always advise her, Xiaonan, you should look at the boys around you, not everyone is him, you should have a new relationship.

She didn't deny that they were right, but she always felt that it was not the right time.

It’s not time to start a new relationship yet.

She has always had a clear distinction between love and hate since she was a child, and is unwilling to bear any injustice.

Goforth did not persuade her, but the painting she drew, "The Dying Girl," tells it all.

In the past, she always felt that this painting was like another self. Whenever she met the gaze of herself in the painting, she would always feel uncontrollably sad, distressed, helpless, and aggrieved.

——In fact, she didn’t have such rich emotions when the incident happened. She was completely numb at the time, and her emotions seemed to have become a tangled mess, tangled together and there was no way to sort them out.

But Gofu is like the most skilled sweater knitter, straightening out her own tangled mess bit by bit and then showing it off.

It was as if at that moment she realized that she had so many negative emotions suppressed in her heart.

Yes, how can I not feel wronged?

His true feelings were betrayed, the companionship of his childhood sweetheart seemed like a joke, his act of donating blood despite suffering from anemia made him look like a sucker, and what happened during the mudslide made him look like a fool.

Obviously I did nothing wrong.

"The Dying Girl", the name seems simple and straightforward, but what is dying is actually not her flesh and blood, but her soul.

She asked Gofow why he painted her.

——She didn’t think she was special. Maybe she was particularly miserable, but that shouldn’t be a reason for her to become the subject of the other person’s painting.

At that time, Gofort answered her: "Because I saw your crumbling soul."

Perhaps the painter really has an insight that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

At that time, she really felt like she had died again.

All the resentment and grievance were crushed by the repeated calls of "You're not wrong".

Mei Xiaonan's face was covered with tears and she couldn't stop crying.

Seeing this, more and more people were shouting “You are not wrong”.

"This... is simply crazy!" Zheng Ruonan was stunned.

Zhou Heng, who was standing by, opened his arms to protect her, fearing that she would be hurt by the out-of-control crowd.

Ge Fu smiled and said, "For Yu Xiaonan, this is a unique baptism of the soul."

From now on, the shadow on her soul will be completely gone, and she will usher in a true new life.

Although he thought so, Ge Fu didn't expect Mei Xiaonan's new life to be so exciting.

The first fan to notice something was wrong.

"what is that?"

“I think I heard a bird singing?”

"It's not a bird's cry, it sounds like..."

……

Ge Fu and Luo Yaosen's expressions changed instantly.

The two looked at each other, both with an expression of disbelief.

Oh my god, how could...

"Xiao Nan!" Ge Fu shouted.

Hearing it was Ge Fu's voice, Mei Xiaonan subconsciously looked up.

"Come out for a moment, I have something to tell you." Ge Fu stared at the faint green light on her body, but said casually.

Mei Xiaonan didn't think much and pushed through the crowd to walk out.

Although the fans were still having some problems, they did not stop it.

——After all, they are fascinated by the painting, not the protagonist in it. Mei Xiaonan will be treated preferentially for this, but she won't be held captive.

As soon as they left the exhibition hall, before the fans even had time to look away, Ge Fu pulled Mei Xiaonan and used Feiying.

Almost instantly, the two of them turned into golden light and shot out.

Luo Yaosen didn't leave, there was a tacit understanding between the two. With Ge Fu's speed, other emotionalists normally couldn't catch up with her, but he was not good at speed, so he would be dragged down. It was just right for him to stay and look after Tan Xi and others and arrange the paintings in the exhibition hall properly.

——These paintings in the exhibition hall are the result of five years of hard work by Gofu. If anything goes wrong, she will be very disappointed.

When Mei Xiaonan came to her senses, Ge Fu had already flown her more than ten kilometers away.

"Ge...Ge Fu?" She was trembling as she spoke because of the strong wind at high altitude.

Seeing that she was still confused at this point, Ge Fu couldn't help but said unhappily, "Didn't you realize that you have awakened?"

Awakened?

Mei Xiaonan was a little confused and said: "I have indeed awakened. What happened back then is truly over for me. I...

"That's not it!" Ge Fu interrupted her and said, "You have awakened to become an emotional master, an emotional master!"

She could sense the endless waves of emotions coming from Mei Xiaonan.

And...it was actually a happy emotion.

Mei Xiaonan is actually about to awaken into a happy mood master.

How ironic, after going through all that, she is about to awaken a happy beast.

Is there anything more ridiculous than this?

"Ah... ha? What are you talking about?" Mei Xiaonan didn't believe it at all. "Ge Fu, are you kidding?"

"No kidding, don't you realize that there's something wrong with you?" Ge Fu said, "We are now tens of thousands of meters above the ground, do you feel cold?" You have to know that she didn't even give her a protective shield.

"It seems... not cold?" Mei Xiaonan was stunned.

Suddenly, the emotions in her burst out.

Ge Fu turned his head and met the eyes of a divine bird with green wings, a faint glow all over its body, shaped like a peacock, and extremely gorgeous feathers.

"You are... Qingluan?" she said after a moment of surprise.

Hearing this, the divine bird on the opposite side chirped with joy, its body shrank, and it landed gently on Mei Xiaonan.

Apparently, Gofow guessed right.

"Well... that..." Mei Xiaonan stammered, "Qingluan told me... that she can take care of me, so you don't have to work so hard."

At the end, her tone was a little hesitant.

Obviously, she didn't trust Qingluan very much.

This made Qingluan very angry. It turned around and pecked Mei Xiaonan on the ear several times until she begged for mercy.

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