Ye Ming's eyes widened and he stared straight at the rice paper in front of him. This glance seemed to last forever.
After a long time, Ye Ming suddenly shook his head, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and then couldn't wait to open his eyes. The scene in front of him did not disappear, but appeared in front of him again.
Staring at the rice paper and the person in the painting, Ye Ming raised the corners of his lips with a smile of pleasure. The person painted on the rice paper was clearly Yang Yuxi!
On the rice paper, Yang Yuxi, with her long hair fluttering, stood with her back to the setting sun. The light of the setting sun seemed to have covered her with a layer of colorful clothes. Her whole body seemed to be shining with light, like a fairy descending to the mortal world with her charming smile.
, with the brilliance of holiness, her beauty is shocking at this moment.
"It's her!" Ye Ming murmured, and then couldn't help laughing. His girlfriend was the goddess in his dreams who had always been obsessed with him. There was nothing more perfect than this result. As for the two of them already
The fact of the breakup was automatically ignored by him at this time.
"I should have thought of it a long time ago!" Ye Ming squeaked, frustrated at his own slowness. As he said, he should have thought of it a long time ago. When the two met for the first time, Yang Yuxi threatened her with half a sketch, and Feng Yang
When he picked up her long hair, he felt that she looked like the person in the painting; the second time they met, she was drugged at the door of the bar, and the way her hair flew while struggling also made him suspicious; and his third time
Once when I went to school to find her, she was standing on the podium with her hair flying, patiently lecturing to the students, with an indescribable brilliance, and she looked exactly like the person in the painting... He should have thought of all these things a long time ago
She was the person he had been looking for, but his anger blinded him, causing him to miss the opportunity to recognize her again and again.
Knowing that Yang Yuxi was the person in the painting, Ye Ming danced with joy and was as excited as a child, without any trace of his usual coldness and calmness.
After being excited, Ye Meditation came up with another problem, which made him couldn't help but blame himself, "I treated her so much before and made her so sad. I...I'm really not a human being..." Thinking of what he had done to Yang Yuxi
The teasing and torture made him so regretful that his intestines turned green, and he raised his hand and gave himself two slaps.
"I wonder if she is willing to forgive me." Ye Ming murmured, looking lovingly at Yang Yuxi on the rice paper. It seemed that she was not facing a portrait, but that she appeared alive in front of her eyes.
Staring and thinking infatuatedly, Ye Ming suddenly raised his eyebrows, and there was a bit of astonishment in his eyes.
"No, no..." Ye Ming murmured, frowning deeply, and staring at Yang Yuxi's portrait. At a certain moment, his body suddenly trembled, and he staggered back seven or eight steps, and the surprise on his face disappeared.
, replaced by disappointment and disbelief.
"Failed!" Ye Ming's expression changed several times in succession, and his lips suddenly split, revealing a tragic smile. The smile was heartbreaking. Originally, he thought he had succeeded. He successfully used the artistic conception in the painting to inspire a deep-seated emotion.
Memory, in a trance, draws out the person I have thought about day and night for the past three years, but in fact it is not the case.
He drew a portrait of Yang Yuxi, but it did not stimulate deep memories, but simply extracted the images that had already penetrated into his mind...
