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In the afternoon, Feng Yunxi went to the flower and bird market to tidy up Li Tan's balcony.

Ms. Feng is a typical Jiangnan beauty.

She was wearing a modified cheongsam when she came, and she added an off-white waistcoat before going out in the morning, and she turned heads [-]% of the time when she walked on the street.

With a graceful demeanor and a gentle temperament, Li Tan once suspected that they recognized the wrong child.

Ms. Feng opened a gallery with her friends in Haishi. She didn't ask for money, and it was a public welfare nature, just to satisfy her desire to hold a garden exhibition in the gallery.

But Li Tan is a layman, and her research on plants is limited to whether they can be eaten. Compared with ornamental plants, she may be more familiar with wild vegetable stems growing in the ground.

"After mom goes back, don't relax. A good environment can make you feel good, but you can't water too much. For example, this pot of asparagus bamboo should not be watered too frequently, and it should not be exposed to the sun. Keep it moist. good."

The words are also gentle and soft, and she asked Li Tan to take her to visit Baitan for a while, and then went to see the place where Li Tan went to school, Li Tan couldn't stand it at all.

Feng Yunxi didn't buy a ticket to go back, and Li Tan didn't know how long she would stay.

Just living through the years.

The enemy's offensive was too dense, so Li Tan decided to stay at a respectful distance.

***

Cheng Huan didn't expect Li Tan to come to him on his own initiative.

Only two days later.

"Take care of yourself the next time you get sick again."

Cheng Huan is very interested in Li Tan's arrival.

She imitated Li Tan's previous appearance, with frivolous eyebrows and eyes, "It doesn't matter if you get angry or commit suicide, just stay away before you get sick."

Cheng Huan licked his lips, "Why did I get sick here?"

The tone is light, and the whole body is thorny.

It just doesn't make her comfortable.

Li Tan is coming, of course Guilan Fang will not stop him.

Since the last time the two had a scene in front of the old lady, the old lady decided that severe medicine was needed for severe illness.

Guilan Fang wished she could drag him into the house as soon as she saw Li Tan, and almost gave her the house key.

Previously, Li Tan was the only one who hid from Guilan Fang, so why did Li Tan eagerly come to the door next time?

Li Tan's eyes were indifferent, and his lips were pursed into a line.

Her lips are very thin, and she usually looks serious when she has no expression, but now she is even colder when she is angry.

"Hide people."

Li Tan leaned behind the door with a gloomy expression.

Coming to the studio is a last resort.

Her range of activities was already narrow, and it was even more impossible for Feng Yunxi to know that she was hanging out in the bar street.

Li Tan can only come here.

Because of that painting, Feng Yunxi approved of Li Tan's frequent visits to "friends' houses" by 12 points.

This undoubtedly gave Cheng Huan a handle.

They don't have a deep friendship, and their common ground is even more subtle, so they don't want to have frequent contact anyway.

"sit down."

The commanding tone is unquestionable.

Cheng Huan leaned back, leaned on the soft stool, propped his chin up on his elbows, moved his eyes down, and signaled Li Tan to sit on the chair.

Facing Li Tan's puzzled eyes, Cheng Huan smiled.

"I have to pay here."

Cheng Huan's red lips parted slightly, and his tone was ambiguous.

"Being my model, I'll let you stay here."

Li Tan ignored Cheng Huan.

She leaned closer to look at her painting.

I avoided the torn paper balls all the way, and almost missed the torn apart easel.

Li Tan recognized that it was the easel that she helped her bring back that day.

Because it hasn't got a few stains on it, it's almost brand new.

Within a week, it fell apart.

Li Tan stood beside Cheng Huan, and found that Cheng Huan's self-portrait was on the screen again.

clean.

This word immediately popped into Li Tan's mind.

With clear eyes and no knowledge of world affairs, he was wearing a white school uniform, and the sky was as blue as washing.

A bird fell into the pupil.

Because the eyes are too empty, the bird firmly occupies the viewer's sight.

Li Tan's pupils shrank suddenly.

She froze in place, her fists clenched tightly, her teeth clenched, and someone hit her heart with a heavy hammer.

This time the self-portrait was not incomplete, but Cheng Huan made a big cross on the canvas.

Cheng Huan tore the painting apart, shredded it, and the paper fell down one after another.

The easel is covered with a new touch of white.

Li Tanqiang suppressed the shock in his heart.

"Why did you paint me?" Li Tan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

The distance between the two was a little close, Cheng Huan instinctively sat up straight and moved out.

She noticed that Li Tan's eyes were tightly locked, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and he was trying his best to contain his emotions.

How similar.

she thinks.

"Drawing makes me feel calm."

Cheng Huan couldn't help drawing a few strokes on the paper with a stick of charcoal, and within a few strokes, the corner of the eye with the scar appeared vividly on the paper.

She handed the charcoal stick to Li Tan, implying: "Would you like to try it?"

Cheng Huan's fingers were stained with a layer of lead ash.

Li Tan's thoughts were exposed, and he immediately moved away calmly.

She turned around and sat on the seat designated by Cheng Huan before, her words were stinging: "Are you a clean freak?"

"Huahua is an exception." Cheng Huan smiled.

Cheng Huan was very satisfied with Li Tan's cooperation.

She was so satisfied that she was even willing to answer some more questions that the other party deliberately insulted.

"Where are the men?"

"They..." Cheng Huan smiled, paused for charcoal, and then gently put it aside, "I'm very good at patience."

It just depends on whether you like it or not.

Cheng Huan is not willing to endure Li Tan.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Li Tan is not a talkative person, even Cheng Huan, who is used to ridicule on weekdays, reveals his true nature while sitting in the studio.

Silent, withdrawn.

They are essentially the same.

It's just that one looks straightforward on the outside, and the other puts on layers of masks, making it unpredictable.

As long as they don't confront each other, both of them feel a rare sense of relaxation.

This is Cheng Huan's first painting of a real person other than himself.

Cheng Huan observed carefully.

The curtains in the studio were half drawn, and the sunlight slanted in from the outside, casting a warm and transparent tone on Li Tan.Her skin is fair, her black hair has a light brown luster, and the darkness in her pupils is also brightened.Li Tan's lips are very light in color, with a layer of faint pink under the light, but they become the most eye-catching existence among the facial features.

Li Tan missed a beat of breathing.

It's not that Li Tan hasn't observed people before.

In the past, Li Tan liked to lean against the door of a shop where he could spend the night, light a cigarette, and just watch the people passing by.

Quarreling couples, couples who broke up, students whose parents scolded them for their low test scores, customers who bargained with prostitutes, gamblers who pushed Pai Gow until they lost their pants...

Hexian County is very small, but it is also staged various dramas.

Li Tan doesn't like crowds, but she likes to see their suffering.

Watching the misery does not bring Li Tan happiness, but it gives her a perverted pleasure.

But she rarely stared at someone so carefully.

The two sat facing each other.

She sat in the sun, and Cheng Huan sat on the opposite side of the shadow, but she was still inevitably affected by the light source.

For the convenience of painting, Cheng Huan tied his long brown curly hair into a ponytail.

She has no makeup at home, but she painted a layer of rich red for the previous self-portrait.

With the ultimate focus, peach blossom eyes are no longer lazy.

Her whole body was condensed in the shadow, only the red lips and eyes were eye-catching.

Cheng Huan observed Li Tan from time to time, but when he raised his head one time, he was taken aback by the other party's staring gaze.

Four eyes facing each other.

Light collides with light.

Li Tan felt that his skin was a little hot from the sting of the light.

"Why draw me?"

Li Tan immediately looked away and diverted his attention.

"I answered it just now."

Cheng Huan also looked away and landed on the drawing paper.

Li Tan shook his head, "You answered why you want to paint, but you didn't answer why it was me."

Cheng Huan did not expect the other party to be so sensitive to language.

She was a little surprised, but still chose to answer.

"I don't know," she said, "Maybe because I think you..."

Cheng Huan wanted to say "It was like old friends at first sight", but before he finished speaking, he looked up to see Li Tan to prove his idea, but he was caught off guard by her profile.

She subconsciously changed her words: "It looks familiar."

Li Tan looked back and met Cheng Huan's gaze.

This time, her eyes were burning and she did not move away.

"Have I met you before?" Cheng Huan asked, "When I was in He County."

Li Tan raised his eyebrows, very surprised by her question.

She remembered the self-portrait that Cheng Huan had painted before.

Li Tan actually knew that school uniform.

Because that is her junior high school uniform.

Their junior high school uniforms are slightly different for each grade. In the third grade of junior high school, there are three blue lines on the shoulders.

But she didn't go to junior high school in He County.

In the second year of junior high school, she got involved in the case for stabbing someone.

In other words, when she left He County, Cheng Huan was still in He County.

Then she has no reason not to know that someone in this school has killed someone.

Unless it's the kind of good girl who doesn't hear what's going on outside the window and only reads sage books, and is well protected by her family.

Li Tan had this kind of bully in his junior high school class, who didn't know anything and didn't care about anything.

Compared with Li Tan, who needs to think about how to live every day, her life is too ordinary.

Plain and generous, Li Tan couldn't help feeling jealous.

So Li Tan's tone was slightly sarcastic, "If you were a good student in junior high school, then I'm afraid I don't know you well."

Guilan Fang said that Cheng Huan had suffered from depression before.

It must have been stimulated to become like this.

Li Tan pressed her step by step, and asked her back:

"Are you?"

The light source casts a circle of shadows.

"No more drawing."

Cheng Huan suddenly turned cold, and threw the pen away, "The light is not good."

The sun outside the window was covered by wandering clouds, leaving a haze.

***

Feng Yunxi came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

On the last day of Mid-Autumn Festival, she returned to Haishi.

After all, she has a daughter.

There is nothing wrong with a family wanting to be together.

Before leaving, Feng Yunxi specifically asked for Li Tan's opinion, "You really don't want to go back with mom?"

Li Tan turned his face away and said, "I still have class tomorrow, so I won't be able to make it back."

Feng Yunxi didn't force it.

This child has thorns in his heart, which are deeply ingrained.

It can't be pulled out, it can only be softened slowly by time.

When Feng Yunxi left, Li Tan personally sent her to the car.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but felt an empty sense of loss.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is a festival of reunion.

Li Tan had seen them and Li Xi happily together, her joining would only make the atmosphere stiff and divided.

Li Tan would not make fun of himself.

When returning home, Li greedily bought a pack of cigarettes.

When I arrived downstairs in the community, I happened to meet Guilanfang who was delivering mooncakes everywhere in the neighbors.

Gui Lanfang smiled and handed Li Tan a bag of mooncakes.

"Huanhuan made it with me. I'm getting old and I can't eat that much. Just take it."

Li Tan could only take it.

When I got to the house, I just put it on the coffee table.

Feng Yunxi left, and she was the only one left in the room.

The sky darkened a little bit.

Li Tan picked up a bench, sat on the balcony, drank a cigarette, put his hands down to block the wind, lit it and took a deep breath.

She is addicted to cigarettes, but not heavy, and she quit gradually after arriving in Haishi.

I don't know why today, but I suddenly want to smoke one.

When lighting a cigarette, Li Tan suddenly caught a glimpse of an orange-red flame burning on the balcony next door.

The balconies of the old community are so close that you can even step over if you are brave enough.

She was caught off guard and met Cheng Huan's eyes.

Cheng Huan held a cigarette, looked away indifferently, and looked up at the moon.

Li Tan stared at it for a while, then turned around and took two packs of mooncakes from the living room, and threw one to Cheng Huan.

Cheng Huan glanced at it, smiled lazily, and said, "Show courteousness to my family?"

Li Tan opened the package with a cigarette in his mouth without lifting his eyelids.

"What about that painting?"

There was not much time, and the portrait of Cheng Huan was only half drawn.

"Torn."

Cheng Huan leaned on the rattan chair and smiled, "Do you know which process can make me feel calm?"

She asked and answered.

"The moment of destruction."

Li greedily flicked the cigarette ash, deeply convinced.

She was too depressed in Haishi, so she signed up for a boxing class.

But they are still different.

She thought of Cheng Huan's self-portrait.

Who would repeatedly tear up the crippled self?

Li Tan took a bite of the mooncake, which was flavored with lotus paste and half an egg yolk was added to it.

Sweet, but not greasy.

She lowered one hand, smoke rose, and licked every inch of skin between her fingers.

The two twilight groups were silent in the moonlight.

Like two fluorescent fish in the abyss of the sea, aimless and never meet.

The evening wind blew gently.

Let go of all the silence.