Chapter 1261 Building a city 10

  The portrait is very realistic.

  The handsome boy in white clothes and black trousers, leaning slightly on his side, his red lips seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

   is putting one hand in his pocket, showing the action of looking back.

  She stood on the bridge, her dark peach eyes gleaming.

  The breeze blew the boy's dark hair, and the boy's posture was cold and luxurious, with a very enchanting temperament and appearance.

  However, the gaze that looked over at that moment was full of smiles and joy.

  As if to get out of the frame and talk to you.

  Ms. Qin was stunned for several seconds before reacting. This is a portrait.

   is not a real person.

  For a time, the expression on her face was extremely complicated.

  In fact, Qin Zong's painting skills are not so superb.

   Judging from Mrs. Qin's eyes, there are flaws in brushstrokes and colors.

  However, all the defects become no longer important when they perceive the strong feelings of the author.

  Any art is used to express emotions.

   either sad or happy, or sad or angry.

  Achieved the goal, the process is not important.

  Ms. Qin looked at the painting hanging in the corner, her nose was sour, and the urge to cry suddenly surged in her throat.

  She looked at the smiling teenager on the portrait, and tightly covered her mouth with her hand.

  The whole room fell silent for a while.

  Qin Zheng never spoke, but stood beside Mrs. Qin.

It took a long time for Mrs. Qin to recover her emotions. She turned to look at her husband, "How did you... find out?"

  There are depressed emotions and crying cavities hidden in the voice.

  Qin Zheng sighed softly, "I found someone to watch the whereabouts of that boy Lian Feng."

   discovered that Lian Feng actually bought a lot of painting tools.

  He was a little surprised at first, thinking that something went wrong with Lian Feng's brain, why he suddenly wanted to learn painting.

  It was later discovered that the painting tools Lian Feng bought were all prepared for Qin Zong.

  Ms. Qin took a breath and turned to the table, wanting to sit for a while.

  But found some sketches scattered on the table.

  She reached out and picked up the first one.

   looked at it seriously.

  After reading it, I picked up the second and third...

  It was discovered that these paintings by Qin Zong were all coherent.

   should be Xiaozong's past memories with Yantao...

  Ms. Qin's face turned pale, her eyes fixed on the first picture in a daze.

The teenager at the beginning of    is bold and unassuming.

  Hurrying over along a winding road, her black hair is bold and stern.

  Ms. Qin did not continue to look down, she gently put down the sketches, put them all back in their original positions.

   There was a look of confusion and thinking in his eyes, and he muttered, "Am I doing something wrong?"

  Qin Zheng walked over slowly, with a gentle and low voice, "No, you did nothing wrong."

  From the mother's standpoint, Mrs. Qin just wants to protect her child.

There is nothing wrong with   .

Mrs. Qin turned around. She looked up at her husband and pursed her lips slightly. "When he was just born, he was so small and the size of a kitten. They are also babies, and their children are healthy and healthy. , Only my child was admitted to the intensive care unit at birth. In the first few years of my life, I did not dare to close my eyes when I went to bed at night. I was afraid that something would happen to the child in the middle of the night. NS……"

   "If it weren't for my carelessness, I wouldn't have calculated it better than others, and then he went into a madness, making him suffer from illness since he was a child..."

  Ms. Qin's face was full of guilt and distress.

  (End of this chapter)