Chapter 59 Two People's Dreams

Mr. Lu slowly opened the painting, and what caught his eye was darkness. In the dark room, there was a haggard figure painting. She was sitting in front of the painting, her hand holding the paintbrush withered and yellow, which did not match the back of her twenties.

On the drawing paper, a girl in her teens was drawn, with only one face. Those eyes were extraordinarily large, and they were full of vicissitudes and regrets.

Fu Hanchuan stared at the back in the painting, unable to believe it.

The background in his dream, the face behind this is Qin Sheng's, very vicissitudes, without the current aura.

Fu Hanchuan's eyes fell on Qin Sheng, Qin Sheng's expression did not change, Fu Hanchuan was puzzled, how could Sheng Sheng draw this picture?

Lu Ming quickly sat back in his seat, he touched his arm, "It's so sad."

Mr. Lu was also immersed in the painting, and he looked at the painting from the perspective of an artist.

After several minutes, the old man Lu said, "Sheng Sheng, your level is very high, even an old man like me is inferior."

"It's just that this will be too heavy and depressing?" Mr. Lu expressed his thoughts, "Should there be a window here to let in some sunlight and give people hope."

The whole painting has a dark tone, and even the position where the girl is sitting is a little dim.

Hearing this, Qin Sheng nodded, with an obvious surprise in his eyes, "Thank you, Grandpa Lu, I've been thinking about it for a few days, but I don't have an answer. Just a little bit, and I'll understand."

The old man Lu smiled, "Sheng Sheng, you are very talented in painting, come to me more, my old man has no ability, and it can be said that painting is better than that of well-known domestic writers, and that master is not nonsense. "

"Well, as long as Grandpa Lu doesn't bother me." Qin Sheng narrowed his eyes and nodded with a smile.

Old Man Lu laughed heartily, "I will never dislike it."

Lu Ming was on the side and couldn't help sighing, his grandfather really likes girls, his grandson is a piece of grass in his eyes, and Qin Sheng is a treasure.

Qin Sheng has been with the old man Lu, and only went back in the evening.

Fu Hanchuan sent Qin Sheng back to Qin's house, and Lu Ming wanted to follow him.

Fu Hanchuan was expressionless, "You ask the driver to take you back."

Lu Ming has a place to live outside, and occasionally lives outside.

Lu Ming wondered: "Brother, isn't this the way?"

He responded with a bang.

The door was closed, and Lu Ming was blocked from the outside.

Lu Ming: "..."

Well, he finally understood, his brother didn't want him to be a light bulb.

Lu Ming rubbed his nose and asked the driver to take him back.

It's quiet in the car.

While waiting for the first traffic light, Fu Hanchuan moved his lips and asked something that he had always wondered about, "Shengsheng, where did the inspiration for your painting come from?"

Qin Sheng didn't say anything about her rebirth, "I dreamed about it. I had a long dream, and it seemed that I dreamed of everything that happened in my last life."

is not that right? Qin Sheng was reborn, and her last life was a dream, a very real dream.

Fu Hanchuan squeezed the steering wheel tightly, "Can you tell me about your dream?"

When the green light came on, Fu Hanchuan restarted the car.

After a long time, Fu Hanchuan heard Qin Sheng's response, and said in a low voice, "En."

Qin Sheng briefly stated her experience in the last life. Her words were calm, but they were the same as what he had dreamed about.

Fu Hanchuan felt a throbbing pain in his heart, as if ants were biting him.

He was silent.

He had almost the same dream as hers, but the dream he had was described by Qin Sheng in more detail.

"Sheng Sheng, whether it's true or not, I will protect you for the rest of your life." After Qin Sheng got off the car, Fu Hanchuan suddenly spoke in a low voice, but Qin Sheng did not hear these words.

He watched Qin Sheng enter the gate of Qin's house before Fu Hanchuan left.

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See you at noon tomorrow, good night, sweet dreams.

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