Dressed as the villain's natal true love

Xie Changshu was shocked in place.

It happens to be left-handed!It happened to be the index finger!It happens to be peach blossom!Still in the west of the city...

This world is over, the peach blossom seal is the villain's standard equipment!

He loves to show off that hand, and he once asked the top painter to draw his own hand with a peach blossom mark and hang it on the wall, showing off to everyone he captured, and then contentedly grasping the fascination in their eyes.

Xie Changshu felt his scalp go numb.

Tong Jing called him several times but he didn't respond, Qiu Haiya also came over, "What's wrong with you?"

Xie Changshu clenched his fists and asked Tong Jing, "Who painted that painting?"

Tong Jing looked over and frowned subconsciously when she saw the painting, "You like this kind? You can buy everything from this painter, but I don't recommend it."

Qiu Haiya asked: "Why?"

The boy next to him hastily returned: "He...the asking price is quite high, and...he is not a very good person."

Xie Changshu: "Is he here?"

Tong Jing: "Are you really interested?"

Xie Changshu: "I want to see him."

Tong Jing was not very happy: "Why don't you take a look at my paintings first, in fact... I drew them specially for you."

Xie Changshu has no time to think about it now, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't do it today. Can you take me to find him?"

"Well, he's in the shed over there." He reminded as he walked, "He's a bit weird, if he asks you for anything unreasonable, just refuse."

Xie Changshu pursed his lips: "Thank you."

The art academy held an art exhibition today, and a total of three sheds were set up, with thick promotional posters on the table.

Two of the three sheds are very lively, a group of people piled up inside and outside the shed chatting and basking in the sun.

Only the innermost one next to the wall is deserted and deserted. The shed is not big, and the wall behind it is covered with wild ivy vines.There was only one boy sitting inside, dozing off boredly.

None of them seemed willing to communicate with this boy.

Tong Jing took him to the shed.

Xie Changshu cut off the sunlight that shone on the boy's face, and the boy raised his head slowly, and lazily opened his eyelids.

His shoulder-length curly hair fell behind his ears with his movements. His eyelids were wide, his eye sockets deep, and his lips were bright red. At first glance, he was even prettier than a girl.

Squinting his eyes to look up and down the visitor, he slowly raised his lips: "What's the matter?" His voice was hoarse, and his throat seemed to be injured.

Xie Changshu nodded.

The boy's smile widened, "Are you sure... in public?"

Xie Changshu frowned, not understanding where this unexpected proficiency came from.

Tong Jing was displeased, and said: "He came to ask about your painting, don't speculate on others."

"Oh." The boy suddenly lost interest.

Xie Changshu said, "Can I talk to you privately?"

"My time is precious."

Tong Jing: "Aren't you idle now?"

The boy laughed and glanced at him lightly: "It's time for me to catch up on sleep."

Tong Jing moved her lips, but she didn't say anything worse.

The boy said again: "But you can buy my time, you can buy anything from me."

Tong Jing's face was ugly.

Xie Changshu: "Yes."

The two walked to the cafeteria not far away, and went to the compartment on the second floor.

As soon as the boy sat down, he pulled out the cigarette case and lit it with a snap.

He looked at Xie Changshu through the smoke, like a flower in full bloom.

Xie Changshu said: "My name is Xie Changshu."

The boy said oh, and had no intention of introducing himself.

"Are you going to buy my painting? Which one do you like?"

Xie Changshu had never met such a person before, frowned slightly, and said: "The forest, the swamp, the child in the red skirt, the sun, and the red peach blossom birthmark on the index finger."

The boy said, "I remembered."

Xie Changshu was a little anxious: "I want to ask you, where did you get your inspiration for the birthmark on the child's index finger in this painting?"

The boy squinted: "Why should I tell you?"

Xie Changshu's mouth twitched slightly: "Then what if I buy this painting?"

The boy smiled: "My paintings are not cheap."

Xie Changshu: "How much?"

The boy looked Xie Changshu's clothes up and down, his red lips slightly parted: "Five thousand."

The corners of Xie Changshu's eyebrows twitched even more. The paintings in the art exhibition can naturally be sold, but everyone is only a student after all, and the price is usually only a few hundred yuan.

The boy fell silent after he finished speaking, and the smoke enveloped him.The surroundings were quiet, as if giving Xie Changshu room to think.

Xie Changshu sighed: "Receipt code."

He swiped five thousand.

When the account information was sent to the mobile phone, the boy suddenly laughed tremblingly, and said quietly: "Are you stupid? You transferred the full amount without getting the information, tsk, if all the customers in the world are as straightforward as you."

Xie Changshu: "So what's the answer?"

The boy shook his head: "I can only tell you that every stroke that appears in my paintings is inspired by life."

Xie Changshu's heart tightened: "It's the same as if you didn't say it. Have you ever seen such a person?"

"It's because you transferred the money too easily. I was expecting you to counter the price... I can't blame you for knocking you." He closed his eyes, as if recalling, "I should have seen it, that is a very beautiful hand, It's so beautiful that I can't wait to keep it as a treasure." There was an obsessive look on his face.

"who is it?!"

The boy opened his eyes and said regretfully: "I see too many people every day, how can I remember them all, isn't that disgusting to myself? After all, such beautiful things are actually rare. The person you mentioned... should be just The passer-by in my life, the only thing left in my mind is that hand, not an acquaintance."

Xie Changshu was impatient with his slow attitude, and said, "Can you think about it again? Tell me about a location, the most likely location in your impression?"

The boy was silent.

Xie Changshu: "Where do you go most often?"

The boy was listless: "This is more private." Like a withered flower.

Xie Changshu was very polite this time: "How much?"

The boy called out the QR code: "Three thousand."

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