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Chapter Thirty-Third

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    Xinxin left, and the car had already left the village.  When he couldn't see the car, Chen Feng turned around and went home.

    Back in the room, Chen Feng sat where Xinxin had just sat, looked at the flowers on the coffee table, and smelled the faint fragrance again, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, then leaned back on the back of the sofa and closed his eyes  , he wants to let his brain quiet down.

    The arrival of Xinxin made his heart, which had gradually calmed down, a little turbulent again, and now his mind was full of Xinxin's shadow, especially the moment he just opened the door, Xinxin's appearance was in his mind  The imprint is very deep, and I don't know how long it will take to fade away.

    After a while, Chen Feng opened his eyes, got up and walked to the high bar cabinet, picked up the drawing board on it, sat back on the sofa and stared at it.

    The painting was drawn by him in the morning.  At around 11 o'clock in the morning, after hanging the water, Chen Feng took a rest and felt bored, so he sat on the sofa and drew.  Of course he painted Yang Xin, but while painting, he felt a little sleepy again, so he went back to bed and lay down for a while.

    During the two nights after returning home, Chen Feng did not sleep well as he wished.  Although he wanted to forget Xinxin quickly, how could he forget it so quickly?  So these two nights he tossed and turned, unable to sleep.  In the middle of the night, he really couldn't fall asleep, so he simply got up, took out Yang Xin's photo and looked at it vigorously, trying to offset Xinxin's appearance with Yang Xin's appearance.  Of course the effect was good, but he stopped his feet on the edge of the cliff, turned around and fell into the boundless sea again, because that made his yearning for Yang Xin even stronger.

    Liu Ling thought it was a bit exaggerated to tell Xinxin that Chen Feng was ill again, but she didn't know that Chen Feng was really as she said at this time, with a trance-like expression and a melancholy mood.

    And just when he was drowsy, Xinxin came and made him dizzy again.  After calming down for a while now, he remembered that the painting was almost not finished, so he took it over and wanted to continue painting.  But when he looked at the painting, he suddenly thought: Why not draw a picture of Xinxin and compare them together, and see how different they are in his impression?

    So after Chen Feng finished drawing Yang Xin's portrait, he took another piece of paper and began to draw Xin Xin from memory.  Since there is no real person to compare, he can only dig out the brain cells bit by bit.  The strange thing is that although he drew slowly, he didn't encounter any stuck places. As long as he thought about it carefully, he could still draw.  In about ten minutes, he was almost finished.  When the painting was finished, he looked at it again with fascination.

    At this moment, the sound of a car suddenly came from the door, and it seemed to have stopped.  Dahei quickly rushed to the door.  Chen Feng wondered, who is this?  It seems that he is also here to find himself.

    He put down the drawing board, walked out, and stopped Dahei.  Through the crack of the door, Chen Feng saw that it was Xinxin.

    Chen Feng was very surprised. He opened the door and was about to ask, but Xinxin smiled and said to him, "Sorry, I forgot my phone when I left, and I got it when I came back."

    Only then did Chen Feng understand, and he smiled and said, "Really? I haven't noticed it yet, where did you put it? It doesn't seem to be on the sofa or coffee table?"

    "I'll go in and get it." Xinxin said, "I can't remember where I put it."

    Xinxin really forgot where she put her phone.  Her heart was in turmoil. Just now she laughed at herself to tell Chen Feng not to be in a turmoil, but she was in a turmoil instead.  In fact, it wasn't that she was upset, but that she was too concentrated. She was afraid of causing trouble, so she just wanted to leave quickly, so of course it was easy to forget other things.  She drove away, but she always felt that something was wrong. After walking a long way, she remembered that she had forgotten her mobile phone, and then turned around quickly, scolding herself for forgetting things while walking.  This is really haste makes waste, think fast but slow.

    Entering the room, Xinxin saw her mobile phone at a glance, it was placed on a carton of milk she bought for Chen Feng.  Only then did she remember that when she was serving the teacup, she casually put the phone on the milk crate, not wanting to forget it when she left later.

    Xinxin picked up her phone and was about to turn around and leave, but accidentally found a picture on the coffee table, and took a look at it. It didn't matter, and her eyes widened in shock.  She walked to the front slowly, picked up the painting, looked at it seriously, and looked at Chen Feng with a strange expression.

    Chen Feng was extremely nervous, he didn't expect Xinxin to come back suddenly.  When Xinxin entered the yard, he also forgot that the drawing board was still on the coffee table, and he didn't realize it until he entered the room. Sure enough, Xinxin saw the painting.  Seeing Xinxin's strange eyes, Chen Feng thought she was angry, but was too scared to speak.

    "I, I, I, I'm sorry." Chen Feng faltered, not daring to meet Xinxin's eyes.

    Of course, Xinxin saw that the person in the painting was herself. Although she knew that she and Chen Feng's girlfriend Yang Xin looked alike, she concluded that it was definitely not Yang Xin, but herself. She did not believe that Yang Xin would be exactly the same as herself.  But instead of being angry, she was surprised.I can only draw!

    Xinxin controlled her emotions in time, and suppressed that terrible thought in her heart.

    "You, oh, I'm sorry, don't be angry, I won't say anything." Chen Feng said softly.

    Seeing Chen Feng's timid look, Xinxin felt that she had lost her composure, but she thought it would be good to keep deterring Chen Feng like this, so she said coldly, "I'm not angry."

    Her voice made Chen Feng feel the chill.  "Sit down." Chen Feng's heart cooled instantly, and he said lightly.

    In fact, although Chen Feng was really moved by Xinxin, he didn't have any unreasonable thoughts, especially now, firstly, he still couldn't let go of the previous relationship in his heart, and couldn't get out of the quagmire of sadness; secondly, he knew that Xinxin already had a boyfriend.  , he thought it was a good thing for him, because he didn't know what would happen to Xinxin if he didn't have a boyfriend, maybe it would be more contradictory.  He just drew Xinxin just out of curiosity, and wanted to compare the two of them together, of course he also found it interesting.

    Chen Feng didn't know what Xinxin was thinking at this moment, but he would never have thought that Xinxin also had a heart-wrenching feeling for him.

    "No, I have to go." Xinxin said, "I'm short on time." She thought she should leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, it is really too dangerous here.

    When deciding to leave, Xinxin thought that Chen Feng couldn't keep her portrait, she had to take it with her.  Of course, she also thought that Chen Feng could paint again, but she could warn him that she thought he would respect her request and stop painting.  For some reason, she trusted Chen Feng a lot.  So she said to Chen Feng: "This painting has been confiscated, and you are not allowed to draw any more. You have to promise me."

    "Confiscated?" Chen Feng wanted to laugh, but couldn't. He hesitated for a moment, and said sadly, "Okay, I respect your request, but can you trust me?"

    "Trustworthy." Xinxin replied without hesitation.

    "Why?" Chen Feng asked again after hearing her answer very simply.

    "Why?" Xinxin couldn't help repeating Chen Feng's question, but she didn't know how to answer it.  Yes, why do I believe him like this?  She couldn't explain clearly, so she said resignedly: "No reason, anyway, I can't look at you, and I can't help it if I don't believe it."

    Chen Feng smiled slightly: "Well, no reason, I am honored to gain your trust, you can take the painting away, oh no, wait a minute."

    Chen Feng took the drawing board from Xin Xin, picked up the pencil from the coffee table, wrote a few words on the drawing, then gently took it off and handed it to her.

    Xinxin took it over and saw that Chen Feng actually wrote the words "Closed Moon Shame Flower" on it. She couldn't help smiling, but she didn't say anything, not even "thank you", as if what Chen Feng wrote was not true.  It's an exaggeration, not to praise her.  She is like this, not only confident in her beauty, but also a little bit of such arrogance.  But she suddenly caught a glimpse of another painting on Chen Feng's drawing board.

    "Hey, why is there another one?" Xinxin asked in surprise.

    Chen Feng hugged the drawing board to his chest, and said blankly: "This is not you." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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