Chapter 1326: Angel boy, lovely (38)
Chapter 1326 Angel boy, lovable (38)
Well, this is my personal style, so it’s no problem to appreciate it from another angle.
Su Qiao is worried that if there is no one to guide him correctly, his gloomy inner world will continue to be barren, causing him to fall into extinction and go to extremes.
Su Qiao's sight fell on the looming mountain in the distance, and said with a hint of emotion:
"In fact, you have experienced relatively few things, and neither your horizons nor your mind are broad enough. Your mind is limited to a small world, so you will find it difficult, that certain things cannot be beaten and cannot be crossed.
"When you have experienced a lot, maybe you will understand that this matter before you is just a small twist in your life, not even the wind and waves."
Su Qiao became a friend's sister again.
like that, pretending to be quite mysterious, quite like that.
【Cut, it sounds better than singing. 】
444 curled his lips in the space.
Always able to move his hands without moving his mouth, his mind is not much bigger than the tip of a needle, and those who must report to him are embarrassed to say this?
Hum, do you think everyone is a fool? People can believe you if you say something old-fashioned.
Next, is the fastest face slap in history.
"I remember."
Jiang Yihan listened very seriously and answered very seriously.
He feels that everything is in the hands of the girl in front of him, and it doesn’t seem to be a big problem.
It seems that the sky is falling, and she can bear it.
At this moment, Jiang Yihan has a suddenly open feeling.
As if letting go of the mountain that has been weighing heavily on my heart, my whole body is very relaxed.
"Go, get hungry, let's go eat cake."
didn't take three seconds to install, the next moment, Su Qiao, who was already groaning with hunger, pulled him to the side of the tablecloth.
didn’t care whether it was dirty or not. He sat cross-legged on the grass, picked up a small box of small cakes and stuffed it into his hand:
"Come on, eat quickly, there are also drinks, whichever you like."
Whatever she gave, Jiang Yihan would eat whatever, honestly, well-behaved.
"Can I come here with you next time?"
Su Qiao put a large spoonful of cake into his mouth, and said vaguely as he ate: "As long as you want, I can accompany you anytime."
"When the holiday is over, we can go a little farther, and even go abroad to experience different customs.
Draw all those, and in the future, we can still open painting exhibitions. "
Have a painting exhibition or something, although she is not interested, but as long as he wants to.
"Painting Exhibition?"
Jiang Yihan has never had such an idea. Specifically, he has never dared to have such extravagant hopes.
His biggest dream when he was a child was just not to stop him from painting, and not to tear his paintings out of dirt.
"Of course, if you don't want to, we can also keep our appreciation."
"We do not paint for others, but for ourselves, to express all that we want to express through painting, or to vent."
“So painting is actually just a personal hobby, and has nothing to do with others.”
Su Qiao has always been doing her own way, what others think, in fact, as long as she doesn't hinder her, she doesn't bother to control.
Because it is a waste of energy to manage these.
"oh, I understand now."
In the spring sun, a beautiful girl in an off-white tracksuit with a long black ponytail, stuffed a cake in her mouth, and talked freely.
told him, ‘painting is only for ourselves’.
This scene, like a painting, is forever branded in Jiang Yihan's heart.
(End of this chapter)
