rebirth after the end of the world

"This room is so beautiful." Lian Zi looked around the room and found that every inch was exactly what she wanted.

"As long as you like it."

Murong Yue stood behind her and slowly took her into his arms.

"Do you want to see my room?" Murong Yue asked.

There was nothing good to see in his room, he just wanted to take her to see his domain.

"OK!"

She had only seen her classmates' rooms, so she didn't know how Murong Yue's room was different from theirs.

In her imagination, Murong Yue's room should be cooler in color and neat, with models or materials placed around it.

But when he actually walked in, the style was consistent with his personality. It was based on a thick dark blue with a few white flowers occasionally interspersed. It was neat and tidy, but there was nothing else placed on the surrounding walls.

All hanging on the wall are her portraits.

There are scenes when they first met, there are scenes where the two of them are alone together, there are also scenes where she is at Murong's house and her own house, all kinds of different, all of them are her.

"This...was painted by you?" Lian Zi asked uncertainly.

It was really hard for her to imagine that Murong Yue could draw and draw so much.

"Yeah." Murong Yue had a rare look of embarrassment.

Some of the paintings were painted before he and she were in a relationship.

At that time, he had just understood what he wanted, but he was afraid that he would be rejected if he was too aggressive, so he thought of painting when he couldn't see anyone.

Every scene where he met her was clearly imprinted in his mind, and he didn't even have to think about it if he wanted to draw it.

"When did you learn to paint?" Lian Zi asked. She didn't know much about painting, but she could tell that Murong Yue was very good at painting, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to paint so beautifully.

"I studied for several years from the age of six to twelve."

From the age of six to twelve, he learned a lot of related things such as tennis, golf, music, painting, etc. Later, he was too busy and had no time to continue learning, so he put it aside.

Although I haven’t touched a paintbrush in several years, fortunately I still have the skills I gained when I was a child. I practiced a few times to get the feeling back, and I painted people I like with full enthusiasm and expectation, so the effect is still good.

Lian Zi looked at them one by one. The first picture should be the scene when they first met.

The background was dark, and there were countless zombies, with their claws and claws ferocious, trying to bite the besieged Murong Yue and the others; and on the other side, Lian Zi came in the light, like a goddess saving all living beings from danger.

This painting may have been specially processed by Murong Yue. She exudes a faint luster in the painting, which is in sharp contrast with the dark background.

This painting was painted from Murong Yue's perspective, with Lian Zi's portrait occupying almost half of the painting.

To be honest, Lian Zi was quite embarrassed when he saw it, always feeling that he was narcissistic.

"You were like this in my eyes at that time." Murong Yue took Lian Zi's hand and looked at her and said.

At that time, he only felt that her strength was extraordinary, otherworldly, and a kind of person he had never seen before, so it left a trace in his heart.

"Maybe I already liked you the first time I saw you, but I didn't know it."

At that time, the whole world suddenly collapsed. He was busy with rescue, collecting supplies and other things, and he did not include feelings into his plan at all. He had never thought about it.

Therefore, even if he had a good impression of Lian Zi, he subconsciously thought that he admired him rather than liked him.

She didn't know whether it was the reason for the painting or Murong Yue's words, but Lian Zi suddenly felt her ears were a little hot. She thought, maybe they were already red.

Lian Zi read the next few pictures carefully one by one.

Different from the otherworldly fireworks in the first painting, the styles behind are different, some are gentle, some are dignified, some are smart...

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