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It was dark at the time, but at the moment when Si Linghan walked out, Su Mudong took a close look at it, as if it was instinctive, and wanted to speculate what he did to Xia Duo.

and so……

Su Mudong took a deep breath and took out a knife.

He stuffed a towel into his mouth and suddenly made up his mind to push down!

The severe pain made the world around him start to shake.

He took a deep breath and tried to hold back the unbearable pain. Then, tighten the direction of the knife again.

On his head, there were dense sweat beads.

He was trembling madly, his head humming, he could not hear anything, he could not think of anything, only to feel that his body was wet with sweat and hurt badly.

Taking out the anti-inflammatory drug next to him, he spread it on the wound.

The anti-inflammatory drug is applied to the wound, and the pain is suddenly stronger!

He couldn't help but want to yell, but he could only bite the towel in his mouth tightly.

The pain accumulated to the zenith, and suddenly became unconscious.

The knife in his hand loosened and fell to the ground.

When I woke up again, it was already dark.

He felt that the wound was still in pain, so he got up quickly and ran to the hospital.

When asked by the hospital, he only said that he fell.

Then it is sutured and applied.

Su Mudong couldn't help but ask: "Will this scar leave a scar?"

"You apply the medicine well, and later use a little bit to remove the scar, which may make the scar lighter, but it will definitely be left." The doctor persuaded lightly: "Anyway, you are a big man, it's okay to have a little scar."

Hearing what the doctor said, Su Mudong took a breath.

He just wanted to scar the wound!

When Xia Duo comes back and sees this trace, he will be softer to him and believe that he really saved him.

Leaving the hospital, he limp and took a taxi home.

He has already visited the master.

The master said that if he wanted his paintings and design drawings, it would be best if they had never been published.

Thinking that he hadn't done this, Su Mudong endured the pain and sat in front of the drawing board.

The drawing board is placed in the study room, and the floor-to-ceiling windows are on the front, and you can clearly see the nice scenery outside.

Su Mudong sits here on weekdays and is always in a good mood, and has many longings for the future, so there will be some inspiration.

However, since I went to the mountain to find Xia Duo and came back...

He sat here, but no longer had inspiration.

In my heart, it's always messy.

Every time he wanted to raise his pen, he remembered that Xia Duo fainted that day, and Si Linghan came out from behind the tree. And, he answered Xia Duo, saying he saved her.

At this time, he was so depressed that he could only put the brush down again.

But today, he closed his eyes and did not give up.

He allowed such thoughts to cross, and then raised his pen to draw on the drawing board.

Probably to a certain extent, he became the material for his paintings.

After about four hours, he finally put the brush down.

All around is a mess of paint, a variety of colors, a mess of splashes. Su Mudong's face and body are also there.

A picture is presented before the eyes.

He pushed the chair back with his uninjured leg and looked at the painting.

He changed the romantic and warm style that used to be full of literary and artistic style. This time, with warm love, dark and selfish, it is a slightly twisted abstract style.

Faintly, there is fear.