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Chapter 185 The Genius Painter's Little Goldfish (2)

"I heard that the memory of a goldfish is only seven seconds, is it true?" Shi Yiran asked in a low voice.

Shu Xiaomeng silently rolled her eyes, who said that the memory of a goldfish is only seven seconds?

Obviously there are many seconds, okay!
Huh?What happened just now?

Shu Xiaomeng shook her head and continued to swim.

Shi Yiran's fingers moved along with Shu Xiaomeng's swimming, and Shu Xiaomeng only felt that Optimus Prime was about to press him down, so he ran around in fright.

In Shi Yiran's eyes, she looked like she was swimming happily.

"I'm so envious, so carefree." Shi Yiran said again in a low voice.

When Shu Xiaomeng heard the voice, she glanced at Shi Yiran, then wagged her tail and swam away quickly.

Speaking of which, what was she running just now?

No. 001 who watched the whole process: ...

"Host, I've blocked your memory for you. Generally, you won't forget big things. As for those small things, just forget them. It won't affect the mission." No. 001 said.

When Shu Xiaomeng heard No. 001's voice, she silently replied "Got it."

Then she wagged her tail again, crying a little.

She was wrong, she was really wrong, the memory of a goldfish really only has seven seconds to cry...

Huh?Was she about to cry just now?why?

Shu Xiaomeng:  …

Feel like a retard.

Shu Xiaomeng vomited another bubble silently. The fish tank is too small, so I can only vomit bubbles for fun.

Shi Yiran stood up, added some water to the fish tank, then walked aside, unfolded the drawing board, picked up the brush, and drew something.

From Shu Xiaomeng's perspective, she couldn't see what Shi Yiran was drawing, so she could only spit bubbles out of boredom.

Shi Yiran's room was very dark, and the only window was covered by thick curtains.

The sun was clearly shining outside, but it couldn't penetrate into the room at all.

Because of the lack of sunlight, there was a hint of coldness in the room.

Shi Yiran only wore a thin white shirt and a pair of simple slacks.

There was only a faint light overhead in the room, and occasionally it would flicker, as if creating a terrifying atmosphere.

Shu Xiaomeng was swimming around in the fish tank, after an unknown amount of time, Shi Yiran put down the brush, and pointed the drawing paper at Su Xiaomeng.

There was no expression on his face, no smile, no sadness, and the calmness made people feel chills.

"Does it look good?" He asked looking straight at the little goldfish not far away.

Shu Xiaomeng heard the sound, swam to the edge of the fish tank to have a look, and fell into a deep silence.

I saw a small goldfish drawn on the drawing paper. The tail of the little goldfish was slightly bent, as if it was about to swing over in the next second.

If you just look at it this way, it is indeed a vivid and good painting.

However, the position of the little goldfish in the painting is in a puddle of sewage, and beside the sewage, there is a man squatting.

The man didn't show his face, but Shu Xiaomeng felt that this man was Shi Yiran himself.

The man squatted there, with a deep black behind him, and he just watched the little goldfish struggling there.

On the other side of the sewage is a long corridor, which is continuously transporting sewage towards here.

The black sewage was about to submerge the little goldfish's entire body, but the man squatting there just looked at it like that, the width outlined by his side face was neither sad nor happy.

　Ahhhhhhhhhhh~ school starts...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)