At night, they came to a square, which lost its grandeur during the day and became very warm and romantic. The candlelight on the surrounding restaurant tables, the lovers and relatives around the table, and the music, all showed their romantic feelings.
There are many paintings selling in the center of the square. Any sightseeing spot in Rome is very beautiful when it appears on the canvas. These painting stalls make the whole atmosphere artistic.
Mu Yiyi took a sip of coffee and said, "It's really beautiful here!"
She turned to look at a young man holding a drawing board and painting under the light, smiled and said, "I have thought about being like them before, wandering around and earning some living expenses by painting portraits for people!"
"Wandering? Why?"[
Why? Mu Yiyi still looked at the young man, not daring to say any more.
Isn't it just for the dream she once had? She dreamed that the boy would come to her and wander around the world together.
"Do you have a dream?" She turned back and looked at him.
"Dream?" Lei Yufeng's heart immediately jumped twice.
At that moment, he looked at her and suddenly felt fear, fear of the feeling of being held tightly by her and hurting just because of her!
Because he had no dreams before. But then he met her, and she became his dream.
"I... have no dreams! That is a very illusory thing!" A world without her is a world with destroyed dreams.
It is illusory, subversive, and lifeless...
"I have!" She inadvertently raised the corners of her mouth, her clear eyes looking blurry under the light.
She stretched out her hand to hold the coffee cup, and a warm feeling brushed her palm and penetrated into her heart.
Although the dream was shattered, it was still a beautiful feeling. Just because Lei Yufeng was the continuation of that dream after it was shattered.
With the dream she had had for eleven years, she had time with Lei Yufeng.
"Beautiful lady, this is for you!" At this time, the Italian young man who was painting came over and handed a painting on sketch paper to Mu Yiyi.
Monan and several of his subordinates, who had been sitting not far from them, almost jumped up.
Lei Yufeng turned his head and stopped them with sharp eyes.
The tourists sitting next to him all looked at him in surprise. Monan sat down, and his subordinates also sat down.
Mu Yiyi lowered his head and looked at the painting in his hand. On the screen was a sketch of her head. She tilted her head, looking into the distance with a pair of bright and moving eyes, and her silky hair hanging down smoothly.
It turns out that the young man has been drawing her without leaving any trace.
"The painting is so good!" Mu Yiyi praised.[
"He wants to give the painting to you!" After Lei Yufeng finished speaking, he said to the young man in Italian: "Thank you! Your painting is very good! My girlfriend likes it very much!"
He reached out and took out his wallet. The young man waved his hand: "Sir, no, thank you! I wish you happiness!"
"Thank you!" Mu Yiyi smiled sweetly and thanked in English.
"I hope this painting can bring you happiness!" After the young man said it, he went over to pack his things. Monan over there left his seat, stepped forward and stuffed a banknote into the young man's pocket.
"Um..." Mu Yiyi was stunned by the scene in front of him. Why is Monan like this?
Monan's move won Lei Yufeng's acquiescence. He raised his lips and smiled softly, reaching out to snatch the painting from Mu Yiyi's hand.