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1235. Chapter 1235 Fate starts to meet you Yeming Yuxi 1

How is this going?

Ye Ming frowned and stared at the drawing board in front of him, looking at the long flowing hair on it. He was a little confused for a moment. He was so upset that he should draw Dong Xiaoling, but this flowing long hair was obviously not owned by Dong Xiaoling.

of…

"Could it be related to my lost memory?" A flash of light flooded into his mind, making his heart skip a beat.

Subconsciously drawing a ball of long flowing hair, it was obviously caused by his lost memory, just like when he saw a calligraphy and painting auction on a TV show, and he suddenly had painting skills.

The only difference is that painting skills cannot be used as a basis for retrieving memories, but the things he draws now may be able to retrieve lost memories. He only needs to complete the facial features under the long hair.

Find this person, and this person must have a very close relationship with him, otherwise he would not have lost his memory and still remember this person.

In fact, he expected it to be true. Among all the skills, the one he relied on most was painting. For more than three years, he would sit in front of the drawing board every Tuesday afternoon to figure out and supplement the appearance of the people in the painting.

When I saw the calligraphy and painting, I immediately awakened my memory about the painting techniques. Now, in my distress, I subconsciously drew the long flowing hair...

Ye Ming took a deep breath, sat in front of the drawing board and thought hard, thinking about things related to this long hair, thinking about the face under the long hair, but he kept thinking about it and had a splitting headache, but there was no gain.

It took him three years back then, but he couldn't think of the face of the person in the painting. Now that he has lost his memory, he can think of it even more.

After trying it several times, it gave him a headache every time, and Ye Ming had to give up. However, despite this, this long flowing hair left a deep mark on his heart, giving him a hope of regaining his memory.

"I wonder who the owner of this long hair is, where is she now, and what is her relationship with me..." With these thoughts running through his mind, Ye Ming became obsessed for a moment.

I don't know how long it took, but a crisp voice interrupted his thoughts, "Hey, Xiaodai, why are you in a daze again? I asked you to draw, have you drawn?"

Following the sound, Dong Xiaoling came from outside and came to Ye Ming's side. She looked at the drawing board in front of him and saw that there was only a ball of long flowing hair in front of him. She raised her eyebrows and said, "I want you to draw. You

But he painted a woman, and she is also a woman with long hair. Isn’t that asking for a beating?”

"I..." Ye Ming just wanted to explain that the long-haired woman in the painting may be related to his lost memory.

Dong Xiaoling didn't listen at all. She stepped forward, tore off the unfinished work, crumpled it into a ball, threw it to her feet, and said viciously: "I bought you a brush and paper because you wanted to

The paintings you draw and sell for money are not just for you to paint for fun. If you don’t sell your paintings for money next time, let’s see how I deal with you.”

Ye Ming stared blankly at the paper ball on the ground, his face a bit livid. After a long while, he slowly knelt down, picked up the scroll, and flattened it carefully, only to find that it was wrinkled.

Moreover, cracks had appeared in some places. He felt a pain in his heart, and a surge of anger emerged. His scarlet eyes suddenly turned towards Dong Xiaoling.

Dong Xiaoling was stared at by him and felt the hostility and strangeness in his eyes. She couldn't help but take a step back. Then she took another step forward, pushed Ye Ming on the chest, and scolded: "Why, look at you!"

It looks like you still want to hit me?"


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