1431: A Picture

A Picture

Noah's words were said too softly. The sea breeze was too big, and Shen Qianshu could not hear what he had said clearly. There was only one word that came through the wind—remember. Her heart slightly moved as she looked fixedly at Noah. How could she not remember Noah? Whether it was Noah or Ye Ling, they had left thick and heavy traces of color in her life. 0

Remember to keep in mind for a lifetime.

"Noah, what did you say?" Shen Qianshu smiled as she asked.

Noah did not talk again. The sea and the sky were blue. She was wearing a simple white dress. She had a small light blue belt on her waist, and it gently outlined her fine and even waist. She tied a simple butterfly knot, which complemented her long hair that spread freely. She was so beautiful that she did not look like a mortal. She was the only beautiful thing on earth.

It doesn't matter that you can't hear.

It's fine as long as I know.

To me, this is the most precious and warm moment in my life.

After a short moment, a mesmerizing girl jumped onto the canvas. She was very pretty. The artistic charm was also very good. The girl looked as beautiful as a painting. She was animated and moving. She wore a demonish and strange rose necklace. The background was the blue sky and the big sea. The hues were touching. Noah thought for a while and started to mix the colors again as he painted. Shen Qianshu stood until her legs were a little wobbly. It was really not easy to be a model.

"Noah, are you done drawing?"

"Soon."

Shen Qianshu saw that he was usually very fast when he drew. At that moment, she did not stand at the original position. She walked over to see what exactly he had drawn. Noah had already completed drawing Shen Qianshu earlier. He was drawing something else at the side. Shen Qianshu smiled and turned. Her gaze was slightly transfixed. He was looking at himself?

Noah's drawing skills were extremely excellent. The expressions were so vivid. They were even more moving than photographs. Shen Qianshu looked at the drawing of herself and only felt that it was extremely romantic. She could not help herself from looking at Noah.

When she looked at Noah, she had never thought of differentiating him from Ye Ling. It was like looking at Ye Ling. But she realized that there was a small little difference now: every time she looked at Ye Ling, there was a light in her eyes. She kept feeling that she was a little fangirl. However, when she looked at Noah, her eyes were mostly filled with pity and loving protection.

Noah…

is really a silly child. He is a silly child who makes others feel heartache.

After a while, Noah finished drawing. The person in the picture was himself, but his eyes were hollow and lifeless. It was like someone without eyes. Noah looked at Shen Qianshu.

"You draw the eyes."

Shen Qianshu hurriedly waved her hands, but her gaze landed on the picture. Noah was standing beside her and hugging her slightly. She did not know how many times she had hovered in her dream. There was no mirror and no photograph. However, Noah's strokes were very fast and accurate. There was not much difference in the height, and it was exceptionally moving. His face did not have any expression as usual, but it could make others have a peace of mind.

"I'm afraid I will spoil the drawing."

It was really a piece of artistic work.

She did not know that he had such excellent drawing skills.

"Don't be afraid."

This was a multiple-choice question. He had purposely left the eyes white. Would she draw Ye Ling's eyes or Noah's eyes? Shen Qianshu did not have to think over carefully as she knew what she should do.

She mixed the colors and looked at the tone of Noah's eyes. She kept feeling that it was very hard to mix the color of his red eyes, but she tried her best to mix the closest color. A pair of eyes that looked like a comic character.

"Noah, does it look similar?" Shen Qianshu tried the color on a spare canvas. It was already very close. Noah nodded his head. He did not mind whether the color was close or not.

Shen Qianshu really did not have such good control for painting portraits. She was deeply afraid of ruining the picture. This was such a beautiful drawing. It could be treated as a family heirloom. In any case, she could not draw it poorly.

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