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The picture book in front of me is like a plate of candies on the table, arousing the desire of a three-year-old child to reach for it. Curiosity gives various reasons to try to persuade Meng Ya to open the picture book that hides the secret. Walking towards the table step by step uncontrollably, when her fingers touched the picture book, the feeling of wanting to stop overwhelmed her moral cognition, and she couldn't help but turn to the first page.

Looking at every page of the painting book is like reading Enyan's inner diary. For a painter, each stroke is not only an art, but also a kind of art that is deeply impressed by the soul and strong impression. memory.

Mengya used the knowledge she had learned during this time to ponder over the meaning in the painting, as if she could see the reappearance of those scenes and feel everything that Enyan had experienced.

When continuing to scroll down, Meng Ya's flexible eyes suddenly fixed on a certain work, the pupils in her eyes were dilated for a moment, and the feeling of surprise and surprise was also brought up by the floating mood. It may not be possible to see it in this life. To this side of myself, a fresh visual experience is as strange as discovering a new world.

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☆, love race

When she opened the door and saw a woman holding a picture book she was familiar with, Enyan couldn't help but feel a shock in her heart, as if a big lump of glue was pouring down her head suddenly, she was shocked and couldn't move her hands and feet at the same time , the only eyes that can roll are flustered at the moment, because there is no instruction, they dare not meet the eyes from the other side.

Subjective thoughts and complex emotions always turn into yin ghosts and hide in people's hearts, making a flowing look inexplicably sneaky, and her words and deeds also seem very uncomfortable. Enyan turned her head and thought about how to deal with this embarrassment However, in fact, everything is not as deep as she thought. What Enyan sees is the ins and outs of a matter, but what Mengya sees is only a vivid work.

"When was this painted?"

Mengya's question is like how much is one plus one, but to Enyan's ears, it turns into a complicated nine-nine multiplication table.

"At that time, I painted it by the small river in the village. Seeing you sleeping so sweetly, I couldn't bear to wake you up. After finishing painting the landscape, I was bored and had nothing to do. That's why I drew this. I wanted to paint when I saw beautiful things. You know I don't mean anything in particular."

Having said so much, I just want to explain that she has no other intentions, but this detailed description reveals some imperceptible doubts under the microscope, causing Mengya to suddenly have new discoveries in her thinking from the head to the bottom of the intestines, and start to circle around circles on this topic.

"Is it really meaningless? Did you start liking me then?"

She dug a hole to cover up the truth, but she didn't expect that the traces left behind would make it easier for her to discover her little secret. Mengya, a proud woman, lost her mind when she had the upper hand, and dug straight with a hoe, so she couldn't escape. I am worried that the buried mines will be detonated every minute.

"I never liked you."

At this time, I felt very happy to tell the truth against my conscience. I knew it would hurt but I couldn't help but want to hit this woman who directly exposed the truth without giving face.

In other words, Meng Ya is also self-inflicted, always forgetting that there is actually an invisible knife stuck behind her pride, and when this feeling intensifies, she gets closer to the tip of the knife, and in the end she will only end up discouraged.

Obviously this was just a momentary angry remark, but these words rushed into Mengya's ears like sharp thorns, not only made the ears hurt, but also pierced several holes when they fell into the heart.

"So you don't care about me, even if you don't see me for a while, you don't care about me, do you?"

This woman's success or frustration is like a finger on a remote control, and the change is only in the moment of front and back. Seeing Mengya's pitiful and innocent appearance, Enyan felt like a naive adult following a The ignorant child is fussy, he doesn't need to use introspection to accuse himself of having already convicted himself, and a faint apology sprouts in his heart when he thinks about it.

"Just kidding, don't take what I just said seriously."

After taking a few steps forward to take back the drawing book, a gentle smile appeared on his face again, as if what he had said was also like taking back the drawing book, and a relaxed movement could act as if nothing had happened.

"Okay, let's pretend you're joking, but it's serious not to see each other for a while."

After getting along for a while, I don't think Mengya is the kind of person who is too small to hold a few jokes. After Enyan's low voice, it is rare to see this woman with a profligate smile still has a serious face, and her unhappy emotions bind her. A pair of bushy eyebrows, and even the upturned corners of the mouth can't show a smile.

"Are you really mad at me?"

Enyan stretched out her warm fingers and gently pressed Meng Ya's frown, trying to restore the wrinkled mood to the original joyful appearance through this smoothing action.

"I'm not angry with you, I just thought that I'm going to be busy with dinner again, and I'm afraid I won't have time to meet you next time."

Grasping the fingers that linger on the skin of the face, her eyes returned to the face she was looking forward to seeing every day. The elegant and beautiful facial features were as peaceful as a lake, and Mengya couldn't see through the heart of the lake. Thoughts were flowing, but she only felt the waves in her chest rising and falling, experiencing the struggle of making choices.

"It's only a period of time to be apart, and we can see each other every day after you are done with the feast."

In fact, this is not the reply that Mengya is most looking forward to hearing. It seems that there is only one step away from being too sensible and indifferent. Even an unhappy face can reflect the position she occupies in the other party's heart, but it is not like this. The calm response of whether it hurts or not makes Mengya involuntarily doubt the weight she hangs in the other party's heart.

"Well, then you have to remember to think of me every day."

Even if there are 1 incomprehensions about Enyan's thoughts, Mengya is still Mengya, and her enthusiasm for love will not be diminished under any circumstances, or more directly, she is spineless, because in love she Always the one you care about.

There is an irresistible force in the workplace, so what if you can call the rain and blow the wind away?

People before and after are known as Yujie, so what if her sophisticated image is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people?

When the weak and pale painter surnamed Jin vs. the genius surnamed Huang who is a business winner, the audience ridiculed......

Mengya shook her head and didn't have the courage to continue imagining.

After leaving the company, she did not follow the familiar route, but turned her back. Meng Ya found that her enthusiasm for this career was not as good as before. It is unknowingly being taken away from the original theme by those memories that cause a smile in my heart.

After tying up her long hair and hanging up her apron, the warm kitchen slowly warmed up the mood of preparing to devote herself wholeheartedly. A lot of ingredients were taken out of the refrigerator, and Meng Ya quickly selected several meat and vegetables from them, Then, like a robot that has entered the complete equation, it works non-stop.

Common utensils that are common in ordinary kitchens immediately become miraculous in the hands of Mengya. Utensils with the same function are used by different people to produce different effects. Valuable works, creativity is the lubricant of boring life, always brings infinite surprises to human beings.

The sound of footsteps coming from my ears seemed to be a little faster than usual. As soon as the door opened, a certain breath of excitement followed the people who walked in into the space filled with serious atmosphere. I thought it was some great event, but it turned out to be just Puberty boy discovers earth-shattering girl.

"At first I thought it was the celebrity visiting, but she said that she was a guest of the banquet, and then she said she wanted to visit the kitchen."

When seeing a beautiful woman, the eyes are bright, and the emotion is particularly high. It is the instinct of the male. Judging from the excitement shown by the male in front of him, the beauty of the female is definitely not ordinary beauty.