Little Monster Observation Diary

The next day, Long Qingyang got up together, went to the sea to catch a few fresh fish, and made breakfast for Long Yuze.

When Long Yuze woke up, he smelled the smell of grilled fish in the air, which immediately dispelled his drowsiness and woke him up.He walked out with his slippers on, sat down obediently at the dining table, and did not forget to tell Long Qingyang: "Don't forget to go shopping."

Long Qingyang responded in the kitchen: "Remember."

He brought out the last piece of grilled fish, and after the two settled their breakfast together, Long Qingyang packed up the dishes and got up to go out.

Before leaving the door, he looked back at Long Yuze, hesitant to speak.That look made Long Yuze's hair stand on end, and he stood up with goosebumps all over his body.

Long Yuze said uncomfortably, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Long Qingyang took out his mobile phone: "Exchange a contact information, I just moved here, there may be a lot of things that need to trouble you."

Long Yuze was noncommittal, and reported his number. When the phone rang and was cut off again, Long Qingyang opened the door and walked out.

"Click", the door closed slowly, and only Long Yuze was left in the room.

He turned over and lay down, picked up the game console that was set aside, and soon started playing.

I don't know how much time has passed, Long Yuze suddenly trembled and pressed the wrong button, and the villain on the screen died because of his operation error.He put down the game console with a stiff expression, and slowly raised one hand to cover his stomach.

Accompanied by cramps, Long Yuze immediately got up and ran into the toilet.

On the other side, just as Long Qingyang walked into the supermarket, the phone jingled. He took out his phone and took a look. His gaze touched the name on the screen, and a smile flashed across his eyes. But quickly covered it up, and answered the phone with a confused face: "Hello?"

Long Yuze's weak voice came from the phone: "You...can you come over?"

"In the past? To your place?" Long Qingyang turned and walked out, but said distressedly: "I just walked into the supermarket and haven't bought anything yet."

"It's not too late to buy those things in the future. If you don't come here again, I, I will..." After a long pause over there, Long Yuze's voice became weaker: "I might be dying..."

Long Qingyang's voice immediately panicked: "Don't worry, I'll be there right away."

Long Qingyang put down his phone, and his eyes fell on a drugstore on the side of the street. After looking at it for a long time, he slowly looked away.

……

Yan Chen's mobility was fast, Xiao Shui said he wanted to learn painting, and he found a teacher for Xiao Shui.The teacher is a professor in the Academy of Fine Arts. He is very famous. He is a very powerful master himself, and all the students he teaches have become masters.After finding a good teacher, he bought a lot of paint and painting tools for Xiao Shui, obviously treating this matter as a big one.

Xiao Shui originally just made a small suggestion casually, but seeing that Yan Chen took it so seriously, he also became serious.

In the morning, he asked Yan Chen to send himself to the teacher's studio.

The studio was full of students around his age, and everyone had a drawing board in front of them, on which was a half-painted unfinished product, colorful, realistic and beautiful, Xiaoshui's eyes lit up when he saw it.He glanced around, turned over the heavy bag full of various painting tools on his body, looked at the teacher with bright eyes, eager to try, and couldn't wait to draw as good paintings as his brothers and sisters.

Xiaoshui has a handsome appearance and looks very well-behaved, which makes people feel good about him.The teacher's hair is already half white, and when he saw him, he thought of his little grandson, so his attitude towards him was very gentle.

He took Xiao Shui to the corner and sat down, there was a prepared bench and drawing board, and the geometric plaster was placed opposite, which was different from the realistic fruit bottle model in front of others.

Xiao Shui took out his own paints, brushes, and drawing boards from his backpack... Only halfway through, the teacher stopped him.

"You just came here, we won't draw this." The teacher said, "Have you brought your pen?"

Xiao Shui raised the paintbrush in his hand.

"That's not it."

The teacher turned around and took out a pencil from his bag, and handed it to him.

Xiao Shui accepted it in a daze. He looked at the pencil in his hand, and then at the brand-new paintbrush in the other hand. He felt that the gap was a bit big.

He clumsily used tape to stick the drawing paper on the drawing board, and slowly sharpened the pencil that the teacher gave him with a knife, and then started to draw.

The tip of the pen scratched across the white paper, leaving a dark mark.Xiao Shui stared at the black line for a long time, and then turned to look at the colors on other people's drawing boards. The classroom was filled with people one after another, and everyone sat down in front of their own drawing boards. The finished painting is removed, and the drawing paper is re-attached. With a few strokes of the brush on the paper, the outline has been accurately drawn.

Xiao Shui turned his head, faced the geometric model, and began to draw seriously.

He painted very carefully, but the final result was still a crooked pattern.Xiao Shui looked at his own, then at other people's, and reached into his pocket blankly to touch brother Shitou's shell.

I always feel like something is wrong.

When Yan Chen got off work in the afternoon, he also stopped by the studio to pick up Xiao Shui.

He waited in the car for a long time, the class time of the studio was over, the students came out one after another, Yan Chen stared at the direction of the door, his eyes swept over everyone, he couldn't see Xiao Shui, and he felt anxious up.

He waited for a long time until almost everyone had left, only then did he see Xiao Shui come out of the studio, looking downcast and disappointed.

Yan Chen hurriedly opened the car door and walked down, walking quickly to his side.

When he sent Xiao Shui over in the morning, Xiao Shui was still in good spirits. After a day, the lively little silver dragon had turned into a little whitebait, and he couldn't lift his energy. Even when Yan Chen came to his side, he He just looked up at Yan Chen, then quickly lowered his head and continued to sigh.

Yan Chen was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Shui shook his head: "It's nothing. It's just that I suddenly discovered that the senior is really amazing."

"what?"

Xiao Shui shook his head again, didn't say anything, just picked up the drawing paper he had been holding in his hand.

Yan Chen picked it up curiously, unfolded it, and it was the result of Xiao Shui's day-long drawing today. The black-and-white geometry of the pencil drawing had only outlines, without further refinement, and not even shadows.Yan Chen looked carefully, and found that the area covered by the black mark of the pencil on the paper was much thinner than other areas, obviously it had been repeatedly erased and modified.

Yan Chen boasted, "Very powerful."

Xiao Shui glanced back at him faintly, and sighed deeply again, it was rare that he was not happy because of his praise.

Yan Chen didn't say much, took him back to the car, started the car, and soon talked to him about other topics to divert his attention.

……

When Long Qingyang hurried back to Long Yuze's house, Long Yuze was lying on the sofa with a pale face, his face full of despair.Hearing his knock on the door, he managed to stand up and walked over to open the door for him.

As soon as the door opened, before Long Qingyang could see clearly inside, a figure fell down head-on, he quickly caught it, only to find out that it was Long Yuze.

Long Qingyang half dragged and half hugged him to walk inside, and carried him back to the sofa.As soon as he touched the sofa, Long Yuze fell back in an instant, lying powerlessly on it, very weak.

Long Qingyang dug out the medicine box in his room, found the medicine for diarrhea, went to pour another glass of water, put it in his hand, and urged: "Take the medicine first."

"No need." Long Yuze put his hands on his lower abdomen, staring at the ceiling in a daze: "I feel like I may not live long."

Long Qingyang couldn't laugh or cry: "It's just diarrhea."

Long Yuze ignored his words, and continued on his own: "From birth to now, I haven't done any major things. I thought I would just eat and wait to die for the rest of my life, but I didn't expect to die young. My dad is still early, if I can do it all over again..."

"You just work hard, practice hard, and prolong your life?"

"No, if I do it all over again, when my dad kicks me out of the Dragon Palace, I won't leave without saying anything, and just stay here." Long Yuze said with a dazed face: "There are other people in the Dragon Palace who serve me. , it’s much more comfortable than being alone.”

Long Qingyang: "..."

"Take your medicine."

"No, I won't eat, I'm hopeless... oh!"

Just when Long Yuze was halfway through speaking, the pill was thrown into his mouth. Immediately afterwards, Long Qingyang pinched his chin with one hand, and poured water in with the other hand. With a push of his chin, the pill was taken Swallowed it together with water.

Long Yuze jumped up immediately, covered his throat and coughed violently, and said angrily, "Do you have a conscience? I'm in such a miserable situation, yet you are still so fierce to me?!" It looked weak just now.

Long Qingyang put down the water glass and said, "Then I'm leaving?"

"……and many more."

Long Qingyang looked at him.

"You...would you like to stay longer?" Long Yuze said Qiqiaiai: "I always feel that I got sick suddenly this time. You see, our dragons are always strong and healthy, but this time I suddenly had diarrhea. Maybe I have some incurable disease. Would you like to stay a little longer and see if I have any other reactions?"

"...just diarrhea."

"What if!"

"I think you just have a bad stomach due to irregular diet." Long Qingyang reminded him like an elder: "Even if you leave the Dragon Palace, you should be better for yourself if you live alone."

"..."

Long Yuze turned over and lay back.

"In my opinion, it's better if I prepare meals for you and send them over to you every day, so as to save you from having something like today happen again." Long Qingyang sighed, and said, "You are Xiaoshui's cousin, and I will also send you food. You treat me like a younger generation, and if you don't care about your body like this, I feel sorry for you."

"Then... will that trouble you too much?" Long Yuze looked at him with embarrassment and expectation.

"Just by the way."

Long Yuze immediately changed his words: "Then I will trouble you!"

Long Qingyang nodded with a smile: "No trouble."

The author has something to say:

What is it called when human beings are super good at drawing?

Fairy painting!

What is Xiaoshui Huahua called?

Shenlong draws! 【.