With one year left to live, my five sisters cried heartbrokenly for me

Zhang Yun and Chen He played in the capital for several days, and on the last day, Zhang Yun had to attend because of his family's business.

As a result, Chen He could only go out to see the exhibition by himself.

Standing in front of the dazzling paintings, Chen He was in a trance.

It seems like it's been a long time since he's had had time like this.

A person is immersed in a painting, not for anything else, but simply for appreciation.

Or to explore the story behind the painting, it is a pleasure for him.

It's just that he didn't expect that Chen He would meet the old man here.

A girl in a white cashmere coat, with the smell of white peach-like perfume, stood beside him and asked softly.

"Is this painting good-looking?"

Chen He didn't think much about it, just thought it was an ordinary visitor, so he replied softly: "I feel very deep, and my painting skills are also very good, but I am not a professional, so I can only appreciate it from the perspective of beauty." The

man chuckled softly, revealing a laugh like a silver bell.

"Thank you for the appreciation, thank you for the compliment.

This familiar little smoke voice made Chen He stunned for a moment.

When he turned his head to look, he found that it was Bai Mengyao, who he hadn't seen for many days!

His face immediately drooped, and he looked left and right, and found that there was no one else around.

The people who entered the hall just now didn't know when they left, only him and Bai Mengyao were left.

The two stayed in this empty exhibition room, and Chen He's heart immediately hung up.

was about to go out, but Bai Mengyao stopped in front of him and didn't let him go.

Bai Mengyao, who was cool in the past, showed the most smiles in front of Chen He.

"What, don't you appreciate my paintings very much?"

Chen He frowned, turned to look at the painting, and found that the signature on it was anonymous, not his real name.

He was a little puzzled: "Is this painting yours?"

Bai Mengyao smiled and nodded.

"You see, there's an imprint in the upper right corner of that painting that's mine.

Chen He squinted his eyes, took a closer look, and found that it was Bai Mengyao's favorite marking method.

I didn't look closely at it just now, but now it seems that it is also a small mark.

His expression immediately felt like he had stepped on.

It's not that he can't appreciate the paintings, but Bai Mengyao appeared beside him.

And just now I praised her paintings, plus I said that rebellious remarks to myself a few days ago.

It's really hard not to doubt that Bai Mengyao has other thoughts.

Chen He smiled dryly, a little stiff.

"I didn't expect you to have this hobby, so you actually sent paintings over anonymously.

Bai Mengyao nodded as a matter of course.

"It's just one of my hobbies, if you want, you can learn more.

Chen He shook his head violently, indicating that he was unwilling.

"I'm leaving, take your time. With that, he

prepared to leave the studio.

Bai Mengyao stood behind him and asked lightly.

"Chen He, you are here to appreciate art today.

Wouldn't it be too biased to abandon the appreciation of these paintings because of my personal prejudice?"

"It's like your own musical work, which should be appreciated.

But because of the mistakes of your peers, your songs are not appreciated, is this too innocent?

Bai Mengyao's voice was soft, and there were no particularly big mood swings.

She didn't use a questioning tone, but just said this in a very flat tone.

But it triggered Chen He's thinking.

She's right.

Turning his head to look at the dozens of paintings that were left around him, he hadn't seen them yet.

Today, the main purpose of coming out on my own is to admire these paintings.

If you turn around and leave now, you will miss out on these paintings, and perhaps this life will be the last time you intersect.

In this case, why did he let irrelevant people affect his mood?

So Chen He stayed and slowly admired these works of art.

After all, my life is limited, and I may not have the opportunity to appreciate such works of art in the future.

Bai Mengyao was also rare, didn't say anything more, and followed Chen He to look at those paintings quietly with him.

The faint fragrance of white peaches filled the tip of Chen He's nose, but he deliberately ignored it.

Bai Mengyao didn't make a sound to disturb Chen He, let alone say something amazing.

At the moment, she is acting like an extremely normal girl, just here to see the art exhibition.

In other words, as a painter, I came to see this exhibition with one of my own works.

Chen He thought to himself, it would be good if this was the case.

Until he came to a huge painting.

It was an oil painting that was almost three meters wide and two meters wide.

A teenager is spreading his fingers, putting them on the piano, and playing the piano selflessly.

He was surrounded by flowers and applause.

Chen He was startled and suddenly reacted.

How could this person's silhouette be so similar to himself?

Chen He was not sure, and continued to look at it twice, and finally found a mole on the young man's neck.

He froze in place.

Because it's himself.

If the appearance was similar at the beginning, it was just an accident.

How can the mole on his neck be explained

? Chen He only felt that he was surrounded by confusion

, what was going on?

He carefully observed the author of the painting again, and found that it was an anonymous person, and there was no information about the author on it.

Only one instruction, drawing information: June 18, 2021.

Chen He's body was shocked.

He remembers very well that this June 18 was his own master's graduation ceremony.

Someone painted himself playing the piano on the day of the graduation ceremony.

And I put it here as an art exhibition.

Chen He was shocked, and subconsciously looked at Bai Mengyao who was following behind.

He asked in a deep voice with a sharp look in his eyes.

"Is it you?" Bai

Mengyao chuckled, her eyes crooked with a smile, like a crescent moon.

In the past, she wore heavy makeup.

Especially on the eyes, a pair of long eyeliner with a logo will be drawn.

Today, Bai Mengyao didn't wear eyeliner, and appeared in front of Chen He with light makeup.

On the contrary, he is a little less Xi to it, but today's focus is on who painted this painting.

"Do you remember your graduate graduation ceremony two years ago?" Bai

Mengyao did not answer his question, but mentioned the graduation ceremony.

She said to herself.

"At that time, you invited five of us sisters to your graduation ceremony.

But everyone seemed to be busy, and no one went.

It was just me who secretly put aside the work and went to see your graduation ceremony.

When you arrived, you were playing the piano on stage.

That scene left a deep impression on me, so I went back and painted it.

Bai Mengyao smiled lightly and asked Chen He.

"How is it? Do you like it?"

Her voice today was as sweet and gentle as honey.

Like gummies soaked in honey, they are extremely attractive to people.