Lu Yunhong's brushwork and ink painting are outstanding. His painting speed is very fast, and he doesn't need to color. He just paints a human face.
Wang Xiu waited for a while, and when he saw that Lu Yunhong had almost finished painting, he went over to take a look.
But just at a glance, she felt that the people in the painting were very familiar.
Lu Yunhong still cheated. The people in the painting are at most forty or fifty, and definitely not sixty or seventy years old.
Because of the sternness between his eyebrows and his aura of controlling everything, he is on par with Lu Yunhong now.
The only difference is that the face in the painting looks sharper, colder, evil and arrogant. It's like one person is in control, has no scruples, and has the power.
From another perspective, this is indeed Lu Yunhong from the previous life.
But the strange thing is that his face is still different from the current Lu Yunhong, but to her, it is familiar in another way.
In a daze, she seemed to have seen it somewhere.
But she was certain that it would not be now.
Lu Yunhong put down his pen, quite satisfied that he had come up with this compromise method. Now he could communicate with others and maintain his charm, so that A Xiu could also have an imagination of his middle-aged self.
However, just when he was feeling complacent, Wang Xiu's hands held his face and he looked at it carefully.
He thought Axiu didn't believe it, so he quickly said: "It's true. I will look like this when I am forty or fifty years old. I will never lie to you."
"And you see, there's no difference between that outline and my current one!"
Wang Xiu remained silent and frowned.
Lu Yunhong was panicked, and quickly took her hand, held it tightly and said, "Axiu, what's wrong with you?"
"Look at me, I didn't lie to you, doesn't it look like that?"
After Lu Yunhong finished speaking, he took off the portrait, held it in his hand, and then walked to the mirror.
He held the painting on one side of his face, then looked at himself in the mirror and at the painting placed aside.
"Axiu, look!"
He shouted and looked over himself.
But for some reason, he was speechless.
The paintings are very similar, but they look like two different people.
A young and gentle man, as comfortable and unrestrained as a handsome young man.
A deep and introverted person, like a cynical and powerful adviser, with a dark and sinister character.
Is this the legendary "trap yourself"?
At this moment, Lu Yunhong also panicked.
He took down the picture album and said dullly: "I won't look at it anymore. My paintings don't look alike at all."
Wang Xiu stepped forward, took the painting from his hand, and spread it on the study table again.
Lu Yunhong stepped forward, looked at it again, and explained: "It is indeed me, but... I was too lonely at the time, and my aura was exposed, and I didn't dare to offend anyone who saw it."
Wang Xiu said: "No."
Lu Yunhong asked suspiciously: "What's not?"
Wang Xiudao: "I mean, there is nothing wrong with your painting. I thought of something."
Lu Yunhong's heart was raised again, and he said nervously: "Daughter-in-law, what have you thought of?"
Wang Xiudao: "I am a soul from another world. You have known this for a long time, right?"
Lu Yunhong nodded and said quickly: "I am reborn, and I have confessed a long time ago."
Wang Xiu laughed and murmured: "I don't want to settle accounts with you."
Lu Yunhong was surprised and asked: "What is that?"
Wang Xiu pointed to the face in the portrait, which was strange yet familiar, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his chest.
She raised her head and said to Lu Yunhong seriously: "I want to tell you that I have seen him in another world!"
"ah!!"
"What??"
Lu Yunhong exclaimed and froze on the spot for a moment.
At the same time, he saw Wang Xiu slightly nodding his head, his eyes full of affirmation.
Lu Yunhong: "..."
"Are you sure you're not joking?"
Lu Yunhong asked nervously, feeling very surprised.
Wang Xiu over there had already remembered it and nodded affirmatively: "I have indeed seen him."
Lu Yunhong wanted to snatch the painting, he wanted to destroy it.
But before this idea could be put into action, Wang Xiu said: "When I was twenty years old, a retired professor came to the university and he gave us two weeks of classes. During the weekends, it was equivalent to your bathing.
When he was on vacation, he said he was very interested in local tourist attractions and asked me to be his tour guide and take him around."
"We were alone for about three days, and then he left and never appeared again."
Lu Yunhong still looked dumbfounded, he couldn't believe it.
If there really is another Lu Yunhong, who is still his former self, then who is he?
He looked at Wang Xiu who was lost in memories, hugged her into his arms, and murmured: "Don't think about it, it's just a similarity. Think about Liu Qing, doesn't he look a lot like me? Then
There is a person who looks like Lu Yunhong in his old age, so what's so strange about it?"
"Axiu, he won't be mine, he won't be me."
Lu Yunhong said, looking a little nervous.
Wang Xiu thought it was funny. What is there to be nervous about such a thing? But she still patiently coaxed: "Of course I know it's not the case. If he is you..."
Lu Yunhong suddenly let go of her and interrupted: "Then you will also like him?"
Wang Xiu was stunned. She looked at the painting again. The retired professor, about fifty years old, was deep, elegant, and knowledgeable. He looked quite charming. But the problem was that at the age of twenty, she only thought about studying.
Find a school sweetheart as your boyfriend.
At that time, there was a popular school girl named Shi Song in their school. She was attracted by it at the time, but she was too busy with her studies and there were too many people staring at Shi Song, so she gave up.
Now think about it, how could she fall in love with such a bad old man at that time?
Wang Xiu shook his head firmly and affirmed: "No."
After Lu Yunhong heard this, he became dissatisfied again. Why did he answer so firmly?
He asked again: "Why? No hope at all?"
Wang Xiu looked at Lu Yunhong firmly and said, "Absolutely not, because I had a man I liked at the time!"
This sentence is more serious than the problem just now.
Lu Yunhong felt like he had been stabbed in the heart, and he lost his composure at all. He said frantically: "Who is that man? You can't even look down on this old professor???"
Wang Xiu: “…”??
Why should she like an old professor who can be her father???
Also, the man she liked became a father just after graduation. At that time, she was the one who treated the child in the emergency department. She accompanied Shi Song and his wife and went to two departments to stabilize the child's condition.
Now...Lu Yunhong actually asks these questions??
Men are really unreasonable when it comes to jealousy!
Wang Xiu said angrily: "I like her, but she doesn't like me? Besides, I have been single for thirty-two years. In ancient times, anyone who got married early could become a grandmother!"
The words "grandma" have an inexplicable magical effect.
Lu Yunhong lost his anger instantly because he looked at his portrait and found that fifty years old is also the age to become a grandfather.
Moreover, there is not much difference between thirty-two and fifty.
He pursed his lips, cleared his throat in confusion, and whispered: "That's a misunderstanding. The person you saw just looks like the old me?"
"Besides, you definitely don't like the man you are talking about, because I have never heard his name in your heart, so the person you like the most is still me!"
After going around in circles for a long time, the conspiracy was revealed.
Wang Xiu glanced at him sideways and sneered: "What's so serious about this kind of thing? Is it possible that if I don't meet you in this life, I won't be able to get married and have children?"
Lu Yunhong was stunned into silence. Indeed, if she had not had such an opportunity in this life, she would have another husband, her children, and everything about her would have nothing to do with him.
Just thinking about this kind of thing makes him feel uncomfortable. How can he have any thoughts about being jealous?
Therefore, he needs to cherish it even more now, why are he talking about it?
Lu Yunhong put his arms around Wang Xiu and said apologetically: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have said that just now. Mainly, I get anxious as soon as I encounter something about you. My head doesn't even think about it, but my mouth gets impulsive first."
Wang Xiu doesn't want to pursue his fault, but... no matter who he is or what he is doing, he must always be reasonable. The chaos between husband and wife can be said to be fun, but once it becomes serious, isn't it unreasonable?
Wang Xiu broke free from Lu Yunhong's restraints and put the painting away.
Lu Yunhong was already relieved. When he saw her going to collect the paintings, he felt his heart pounding again and asked nervously: "What do you want to do?"
Wang Xiudao: "This is your painting, what do you want me to do?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she took the painting and left without waiting for Lu Yunhong.
The door to the study room was opened but not closed again. Lu Yunhong looked at her back, standing there alone and stunned.
By the way...when she was holding that painting, who was she thinking about?