Chapter 296

Luoshui City is shrouded in an invisible net. Under this big net, all those who dare to discuss the second uncle of the Wu family in private will be expelled from Luoshui City. Even the Mao family is no exception, which is enough to see how determined Wu Tinger has made to never let her two children know their biological father. .

The boundless sea of suffering is slowly devouring Wu Ting'er. The more Wu Ting'er struggles, the deeper the pain will be until she completely sinks into the sea of suffering.

A small building by the lake.

A wisp of smoke rises. In the quiet and peaceful forest, on the lakeside, there are three wooden houses. The curling smoke rises from the chimney mouth of a wooden house on the left, and there is a smell of fragrance around. It is an attractive vegetable fragrance. It can be seen that the owner of the wooden house is cooking.

"Dudu, go to the lake to catch a big fish. Today, Xiaojuan will give us braised it." Xiao Huzi patted the beep on his head and said.

I haven't seen him for a few months. Xiao Huzi looks extremely energetic at this moment. The shadow of being hit a few months ago has been worn away by time and warmth.

Since Nie Yun disabled Wu Tong, Nie Yun took Xiao Huzi to Xiaozhu by the lake. At the request of Xiao Huzi, he also brought Wu Xiaojuan together. It took a few days for Nie Yun and the three of them to build two small cabins together, and the three of them lived here.

Since Wu Xiaojuan came, three meals a day have been given to this little girl. Fortunately, this little girl is very good at cooking. As for the cooking ingredients, the little Huzi and the little girl went to the Wu family's compound to get them. Because Nie Yun beat Wu Tong that day, the servants of the Wu family did not dare to bully the little Huzi. Every time two When people go to get the ingredients, they will not encounter any obstacles, which saves Nie Yun more trouble to take care of these trivial things.

In the past few months, Nie Yun has been immersed in painting, drawing his life based on memories. His heart gradually calmed down and almost forgot that Wu Tinger gave birth to twins for him.

After learning from Wu Sansheng a few months ago that the conditions needed to break through the star master level, Nie Yun already had a vague concept in his heart. He could fully feel that the strange artistic conception in his heart seemed to be precipitated, but it was very subtle and completely immature. Nie Yun did not deliberately pursue it. He simply put down his mentality and let himself His heart completely calmed down and he was immersed in painting.

After a few months, Nie Yun knew that he had done the right thing, and the subtle feeling in his heart became clearer and clearer. Although it was still very weak, it was a great improvement from a few months ago.

Nie Yun doesn't know what the subtle artistic conception in his heart is, and he will not deliberately explore and precipitate. What he needs is precipitation and the precipitation of time. One day, the subtle artistic conception will appear independently. When he understands his mind, the mysterious door will open again and usher in a golden road.

A slight sound of footsteps came, and Nie Yun felt something and slowly stopped writing. His dark pupils looked at the memories in the painting, and a faint smile appeared on his plain face, which was a kind of silent nostalgia.

"Brother Nie, your painting is getting more and more beautiful. With these colors, it looks like a real person. I think no one in the world can draw a real picture except Brother Nie." Xiao Huzi appeared beside Nie Yun, looked at the extremely real picture scroll in front of him, and said with admiration.

Nie Yun smiled and shook his head gently. The better people in the world than him are like crossing the river. There are countless people. His current painter is above Luo Xing, which can only be regarded as an introduction.

Nie Yun does not pay attention to the beauty of the picture. The painting incorporates his most sincere emotions and unchanging memories. This picture scroll is an indispensable part of his life.

"But why didn't Brother Nie draw this person's face? Many secondary paintings are like this, and I can't see this person's face. The little tiger asked with a curious face. The portrait without a face he mentioned is naturally Nie Yun himself.

As before, Nie Yun could not draw his own face. He didn't care about it. There was a faint feeling in his heart that he must not deliberately draw his own face. He had a hunch that when he could draw his own face, it would be the beginning of his metamorphosis.

All this looks extremely ridiculous, but Nie Yun firmly believes that it is only because of the indelible subtle feeling in his heart.

"Since Brother Nie doesn't draw this person's face, there must be your reason. Xiao Huzi won't ask." Xiao Huzi smiled with a simple smile, but the smile on his face quickly disappeared, showing a melancholy look and an expression that he wanted to say.

Nie Yun looked at Xiao Huzi's face in his eyes, moved his pen, and wrote the words 'Speak directly' on the white paper.

"Brother Nie, even if you are not happy, I will tell you about this." Xiao Huzi showed a trace of firmness on his face and continued to say, "Not long ago, Miss Erjun gave an order to block everything related to Brother Nie. All those who discuss Brother Nie in private will be expelled from the Wu family and Luoshui City. Miss Er is going to erase everything about Brother Nie from Luoshui City."

Xiao Huzi said this thing that had been in his heart for a long time with a worried face. After saying it, he felt much more comfortable, as if a big stone in his heart had disappeared.

Nie Yun's eyes fluctuated slightly, and she sighed gently in her heart. Wu Tinger finally made the most painful decision. Wu Tinger's mind had been seen through at a glance. She just didn't want the two children to know who their biological father was. She was still running away and was unwilling to face all these facts. In this case. At the beginning, why did you make such a decision to sink yourself in the boundless sea of suffering and never get rid of it.

"Brother Nie, are you all right?" Seeing that Nie Yun hasn't had a reaction for a long time, Xiao Huzi asked with a worried face.

Nie Yun came to his senses, with a slight smile on his face and a gentle shaking his head. At this moment, there was not much fluctuation in his heart. Wu Tinger's decision had already been in Nie Yun's speculation, but now this speculation has become a fact, and Nie Yun is a little inexplicably sad.

"Brother Nie, are you hungry? Xiaojuan cooked a big fish for us and prepared a large table of rich meals. Let's go to dinner." Xiao Huzi quickly said and diverted the topic.

Nie Yun nodded slightly, put down the brush in his hand, got up and followed the little tiger.

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Everything returned to plainness, and time passed quickly. In a blink of an eye, another few months passed. The cold winter had come. The heavy snow fell for a few days, and the earth was vast and white. Looking around, the earth was covered with snow, connecting heaven and earth. Everything slept under the white snow, waiting for the recovery of spring.

The plain years completely drowned Nie Yun's calm heart and made Nie Yun forget everything in the world. There were only memories in his heart, only paintings, and the cold weather did not stop, and he was immersed in painting.

There are vicissitudes of life, and the vicissitudes of life are old. Nie Yun paints day after day. With the erosion of memories, the bright dark pupils are stained with a trace of vicissitudes, revealing loneliness that can't be melted.

In a small wooden house by the lake, there was a pot of charcoal fire. The hot temperature of the charcoal fire dispelled the bitter cold and made the house warm. However, Xiao Huzi and Xiaojuan surrounded the charcoal pot. The two held the fully roasted sweet potatoes in their hands and were eating with relish. Xiao Huzi was a careless guy. The mouth was full of black charcoal, which made Xiaojuan laugh crisply. She took out her handkerchief and wiped off the black charcoal at the corners of her mouth.

"Little Huzi, our second uncle is really a lonely person. How can it be compared? It's just like the snow falling in the sky. The only color of loneliness is snow white. If it were me, I would definitely not be able to stand painting day after day. It would be strange if I didn't suffothe." Xiaojuan said carefully, taking a sip of the fragrant sweet potatoes in her hand.

"Shh~!" However, when Xiao Huzi put his index finger on his mouth and made a hisss, he approached Xiaojuan's ear and whispered, "Xiaojuan, don't mention the second uncle in the future, or you will be heard, but you will be expelled from Luoshui City. In the future, like me, it will be called Brother Nie. Remember it."

Although Xiao Huzi is not very smart and a little stupid, he is a careful person. He knows what to say and what not to say. He is very honest and honest.

Xiaojuan nodded quickly, and her little face showed a trace of fear. Only then did she remember that many servants in the house were expelled from Luoshui City because they discussed the second uncle in private. It was useless to beg for mercy.

What's more, his tongue was even cut off, which was extremely cruel. All the servants of the Wu family were scared and panicked. The two words of the second aunt almost became a life-threatening charm, and almost no one dared to mention it again!

"Little Huzi, what do you think our big brother Nie is alive for? He doesn't seek fame or profit. He could have been rich all his life, but he was willing to live in this poor and bad situation. I really don't know what he thinks in his heart. Xiaojuan muttered that her little head might not understand the purpose of Nie Yun's doing so.

"I don't know. Looking at Brother Nie, who paints alone every day, I feel uncomfortable. I hardly do anything except painting and eating every day. I don't understand the fun of living like this." The little tiger said silently, with a trace of uncomfortable on his face.

"If only the second lady could accept Brother Nie, then Brother Nie would not have to continue to suffer here, let alone live alone painting alone." Xiaojuan said softly, and her voice was so low that she could only let the little tiger beside her hear it, for fear of being heard by others.

"This is impossible. Since the great change in temperament, the second lady's whole body has been as cold as ice. Now I feel scared when I see the second lady. A few months ago, the second lady ordered to block everything from Brother Nie. It can be seen that the second lady doesn't love Brother Nie at all. How can she accept Brother Nie, alas~!" The little tiger sighed.

The warm charcoal fire can't dispel the coldness of people's hearts!