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After reading grandpa's diary, Qingli sat at the table and digested it for a long time, but still accepted the fact that grandpa once liked a man.

Most of the records in the last diary are about the life of her grandfather and her. Qingli didn't pay attention to it. The impact of the previous records was already a test for Qingli.

One of the diaries shows that Grandpa loves it very much. Most of the records in it are about Grandpa and Ah Zhe. It can be seen that Grandpa often reads the diary and maintains the diary very well.

There is a yellowed photo in the diary. In the photo, there are two boys standing together, they are very close, and their young faces are full of smiles.

The two boys in the photo are about 20 years old, wearing the same style of striped shirt and light-colored trousers, and both combed the "educated youth hair" that was very popular at that time, and they appear to be gentle.

One of the boys had a taller grid, and Qingli could tell that this was a grandfather, with one hand in his pocket and the other around the shoulder of the shorter boy.

The shorter boy, Qingli, looked a little familiar, but he didn't remember where he had seen it before. The smile on his face was shy compared to his grandpa's bright smile. You could tell that he was a shy person. Looking at the camera with gentle and sad eyes, as if traveling through time and space.

Qingli combined the person recorded in his grandfather's diary with the image in the photo, and a person named Azhe has vividly appeared in his heart.

Qingli suddenly remembered that she had seen this photo there.

He ran to the photo wall in his grandfather's room, and a photo in the corner was hung on it. The light brown frame was wiped clean, and the clear facial features of the person could still be seen in the yellowed photo.

"You, are you 'Azhe'?" Qing Li looked at the photo for a while, then raised her hand to touch the photo lightly. His fingerprints were left on the clean glass, and some flaws were left on the frame of the photo.

Grandpa's funeral was very simple, it was Grandpa's own last wish, and he didn't want to make a fuss.

Parents asked Qingli if there was a reason to live with them in the city. Qingli refused on the grounds that there was already a teacher teaching painting here and that it was relatively close to the school.

One is that he doesn't want to be too far away from Ruan Lin, and the other is that he doesn't know how to live with his parents who haven't been together for a long time.

After his parents entrusted him to his grandfather to take care of him, he had another younger brother when he was 15 years old. The children were not close to him. Every time he went to see his parents, he was very hostile towards him. He was like a Outsiders are also out of place, so they simply don't get involved.

In the end, Qingli was left to live alone in this old house. As long as Qingli missed her grandpa, she would take out her grandpa's diary and read it. It was like chatting with her grandpa, talking about things about grandpa when he was young.

After her grandfather's first seven days, Qingli resumed her daily routine of reporting to Ruan Lin, and Ruan Lin didn't say anything, but stopped picking on Qingli's movements.

When Qingli occasionally looks at the sky in a daze, he won't intervene too much. He understands Qingli's sadness after his relatives leave, but his tolerance is coming to an end.

When Qingli was staring at the sky in a daze again, Ruan Lin planned to stop her.

"you……"

"Teacher, what do you think love is?" Qingli asked just when Ruan Lin was about to speak.

Ruan Lin was taken aback by the question, she didn't expect Qingli to ask this question suddenly, but he couldn't answer this question very well, because he himself didn't understand love, and he didn't intend to understand love.

"I can't answer your question very well, because I don't know love."

Qingli was not surprised by Ruan Lin's answer, on the contrary, it could be said that Ruan Lin's answer was within his expectation.

"Teacher, I found a diary in Grandpa's room. Grandpa wrote down his favorite person in it." Qingli outlined the shape of the clouds in the sky with her eyes, and Ruan Lin looked at Qingli's side face , I didn't know what he was thinking for a while, so I could only listen to Qingli silently.

"I saw the photo of that person, and I also knew what kind of person he was in Grandpa's diary." Qingli smiled, "As Grandpa's grandson, I actually quite like that person."

"Teacher, don't you think it's funny?" Qingli turned her head, looked at Ruan Lin and said.

The smile on Qingli's face was filled with indescribable sadness. Although he smiled brightly, tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes. Under the sunlight, they were crystal clear, as beautiful as the most precious crystal.

"It's not ridiculous." Ruan Lin looked at Qingli's face, and reached out to wipe away the tears that fell down her cheeks for him, "The person who can make the old man fall in love with him for so many years must be a very good person, you will be punished." It is also normal to be attracted by the people in his records."

"If you are distressed, just draw." Ruan Lin said, "Drawing the person you know from your grandpa's diary, and it exists in the world you created, is not a kind of beauty. "

Qingli stared at Ruan Lin blankly, his proposal had gradually taken shape in Qingli's heart, and one painting after another was taking shape in his mind.

Qing Li didn't have time to think about it, so she followed Ruan Lin's suggestion, and presented everything about "A Zhe" that had been sketched in her heart thousands of times on the drawing paper.

Ruan Lin watched Qingli devote herself to the creation with enthusiasm, and the child who burst out with inspiration was the most fascinating.

Dazzling light burst out from their bodies, shining with their own brilliance.

Ruan Lin, who hadn't painted independently for a long time, looked at Qingli's figure and suddenly started to itch. He felt that such a beautiful scene should be recorded.

The impulse to paint suddenly rushed into his limbs, and there was a voice in his heart that told him to create, paint, and record.

When Ruan Lin regained consciousness, he had already drawn what he thought in his heart on the paper.

The young man's sad but joyful expression, the tears in the corners of his eyes, and the crystal-like light shining on the painting paper have become the finishing touch of this painting.

Ruan Lin stared blankly at the completed painting, and suddenly felt the urge to hide it, hide the painting, and hide the protagonist of the painting.

Such a beautiful and beautiful scene should be stored in his memory forever, and should not be seen by others.

Ruan Lin quietly put away the painting without telling anyone, it is his treasure and his secret.

He looked at the back of the boy who was painting in the yard and thought.

It will be mine too.