The Road Turns White Tonight

"That night, it's you—" she charged with tremor.

"What happened to me that night? What did I do?" The man still patted her back, speaking leisurely.

You Yan almost didn't bite her tongue, so should she, how dare he be thicker than this person?

"Yan, who taught your painting?"

"I--" "Mom" almost blurted out, freaking out, this man is a fox! It was only intentional that he had to talk to her when she was nervous.

"I have no teacher to teach me." She hurriedly lowered her bowl. "I'm full, I'm asleep, and see you tomorrow."

"Why draw a butterfly with a broken wing?"

The winged butterfly and the gloomy picture, she even gave up any imagery, only blindly realistic. At that time, the copy of the single room that shocked him first was these creepy pictures. Of course he is not afraid, but what is hidden in his little lover?

His voice was so cold that he called her escape again.

"I'm a lunatic, lunatics don't give reasons for doing things," she whispered, rushing upstairs a few steps, and the thin figure disappeared at the door of the guest room.

Gu Yebai did not obstruct. He didn't want to push her too hard. He returned to the bedroom and made a call.

"Teacher, it's me."

"Little Gu? What's the matter, you say."

Gu Yebai smiled faintly: "The teacher will not allow students to say hello to you. Do you have to go to the Temple of the Three Treasures?"

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Over there, Professor Xia smiled brightly, "You know how to deal with the situation properly, and you know the timing best. It's too late now, you know my schedule. If it's important, you won't call me over the phone now."

The embarrassment that day was resolved invisibly. As Professor Xia believed, Gu Yebai was always smart.

"Teacher, I really want to ask you something."

"My family doesn't say two things, let's say, what can I do for you?"

"About 10 or 20 years ago, are there any predecessors in the art world who are good at or like to use butterflies?"

"So there are a few, but I haven't heard that their disciples are mainly based on this. Even if they are, they are mostly the first issue." Professor Xia groaned. "You ask this is"

"Tonight I found some paintings on the theme of butterflies. The painting technique is not bad. I think it is from the teachings of everyone. I like it very much, but the painter refused to disclose the teacher's inheritance. I was curious for a while, and then I found a teacher."

"Oh? Even you are interested? The painting must be good, and I have the opportunity to show it to the old man." Professor Xia paused and said? : "I'll look it up for you. But when you say that, I think of an incident that happened in Lushan many years ago. It's also about butterflies. It shocked the whole painting world at that time."

"Lushan?" Gu Yebai's eyes darkened.

"Yes, it's just that this is a long time ago, I have to check the information and ask other old friends to sort out the details." Professor Xia laughed: "You did not encounter Lushan four years ago. Is it fire? You might be interested in it. "

"It's a bit interesting, so wait for the teacher to tell me. The teacher also helped me tell the master that the student would come to visit me someday and think about her good food."

"Well, see you then."

"Yes, I'll see if I can take that person with me. This person means a lot to me. I want to see the teacher and I'm impressed when I want to come." Before the call, Gu Yebai said so .

Outside the window, the night was heavy.