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Chapter 882 Two Paintings

Except for the opening sentence, Lin Fan didn't say anything, just kept crying, and Meigu didn't ask any questions, she just stared at the front blankly, the past was like smoke, and scenes rushed to her heart. Cheng Feng's arrogant face flashed frame by frame in her mind.

In a blink of an eye, decades have passed, and the two of them have not met for decades. In the past, Meigu always felt that there were plenty of opportunities to meet, so there was no need to rush, but it was only at this moment that a ray of the deepest love began to emerge in her heart. remorse.

After a long time, Lin Fan slowly calmed down from his grief. He had never wailed in front of outsiders like this. The philosophy Lin Chengfeng instilled in him since childhood made it impossible for him to show the slightest bit of emotion in front of outsiders. cowardice.

Meigu waited for Lin Fan to calm down, and said slowly, "Take me around, I want to see how he has lived these decades."

There was no tremor in her voice, and her tone sounded normal, but it was this abnormal normality that was enough to explain Mei Gu's mood at the moment. There was nothing more sad than heartbroken. When the bad news came, she felt that her own The heart is completely silent, like a piece of dead wood, just waiting for the years to decay.

Lin Fan nodded heavily, his movements seemed a little stiff, maybe in this world, besides himself, only Gu Mei in front of him truly cared about his master. Thinking of this level, the previous barriers in Australia suddenly disappeared.

For this point, Lin Fan will no longer hold grudges against Mei Gu. For the sake of his master, he must also maintain due respect for Mei Gu. The ancients said that love the house and the crow should be the truth.

The two stopped and walked on the mountain, Lin Chengfeng's daily residence, his retreat place, and the back mountain where he relaxes every day. The tables, chairs, and benches in the residence, everything here is full of Lin Chengfeng's breath.

Seeing things and thinking about people, Meigu's expression is not only not sad, but gradually relaxed a lot. She didn't go anywhere, she looked at it very seriously, trying to engrave everything in front of her mind, looking at the empty room , Looking at the polished boulder at the back of the mountain, she could imagine how Lin Chengfeng lived alone and how he felt sorry for himself.

These empty pictures were stuffed into her memory by herself, the domineering Lin Chengfeng. These pictures gradually took shape in her mind. At this moment, she felt as if she had always been with Lin Chengfeng. Riding the wind and rain all the way.

Lin Fan followed behind Meigu, and told little by little about the master's hobbies in the secret realm. Meigu listened very attentively, but she didn't make any response, and just watched everything in front of her silently.

When they came to the secret room where Lin Chengfeng meditated daily, they opened the door and went in. There were two scrolls on the table. Indescribably elegant and outstanding, with every frown and smile, the ray of charm revealed, like a fairy descending from the earth, full of agility.

The person in the painting is Mei Ningxue who is holding the painting and bowing her head at this moment. In the painting, she stands in a plum grove, looking back and smiling, the amorous feelings contained in it are vividly reflected. It can be seen that the person who painted this painting used emotion very deep.

Mei Gu froze on the spot, with an indescribable look flashing on her face, she muttered to herself: "These years, no matter you are here or not, you have always stayed in my heart. The same is true for you, so far in life, what more can I ask for?"

Lin Fan stood aside and didn't speak. At this moment, he understood that Mei Gu was silently communicating with the imaginary Lin Chengfeng in his heart. Perhaps in the eyes of others, Lin Chengfeng had passed away, but in Mei Gu's heart , but has always been alive, and has always been with her in her heart.

After staring at it for a long time, Mei Gu rolled up the painting reluctantly. The nostalgia in her eyes was so obvious, she must think again in her heart, how good it would be if she was in that painting, and could truly accompany her He has followed Lin Chengfeng for decades.

"If you teach that there is no hatred in your eyes, you don't believe that there are white heads in the world." She sang such a poem in a low voice, with a lot of emotions. This is her favorite ancient poem, which was written by Lin Chengfeng on the painting.

Decades of parting have made Meigu's heart tempered more and more flat. She doesn't ask for much. Seeing this scene, she is already satisfied, and she doesn't want to be more demanding.

"Lin Fan, can I take this painting with me?" Meigu asked suddenly. This painting is the most important relic in her heart. She even hopes that after she passes away, she will let this painting The painting turned into dust along with her.

Lin Fan didn't realize it for a while, but when he did, Mei Gu slightly shook his head and smiled wryly, "Forget it, let's stay here, maybe it's better to keep it as it is."

While talking, Mei Gu unfolded the second painting, and Lin Fan next to him also wanted to know what the other painting was about. Although he had spent decades with his master in the secret realm, but This secret room is rarely set foot, let alone the two paintings on the table.

The second painting slowly opened, and it was still a classical Chinese figure painting. It was still a woman in white clothes and scarlet trousers, wearing a Japanese-style kimono, red trousers on her lower body, and wearing long hair. The bun is pulled up high with a hairpin, with artificial flowers on the head, a Kagura bell tied around the waist, and straw sandals on the feet. It is completely Japanese-style.

This woman's appearance is very exquisite, but at first glance, the first impression left on people is not the exquisite facial features, but the mysterious nobility that permeates the whole body, if Mei Ningxue is cold and arrogant Xuemei, then the woman in this painting is the graceful and luxurious Peony.

The spring flowers and autumn moons of the two have their own victories. No matter in terms of appearance or charm and temperament, Meigu and the woman in the painting can be said to be bright for a while, and they are indistinguishable.

After seeing this painting, Mei Gu's complexion was obviously not very good-looking. Lin Fan could even smell a strong sour smell from the air. He didn't need to guess, he could also know that the woman in the painting must be Another confidante of the master.

At this time, Lin Fan was feeling a little nervous. He was afraid that Meigu would tear up the painting after getting angry. No matter what, it was a relic of the master. He didn't want anyone to destroy it, even if it was Mei. aunt.

When Mei Gu held up the painting at first, the expression on her face was extremely ugly.

But after a while, perhaps remembering that Lin Chengfeng and her, and the woman in the painting, are separated from each other, she sighed leisurely: "The cutting is constant, and the reasoning is still chaotic. This is the end of the matter, and he has already lived in the house." In my heart, why should I be angry?"

(End of this chapter)