At that time, the scholar first heard a human being praising its paintings.

Although its paintings are naturally good.

But seeing the excited appearance of the human being, it is undeniable that it was happy in its heart.

Some words blurted out.

"I said I taught him to draw."

......

"Um."

When the teacher talked about what happened back then, Zhou Yao looked complicated and his emotions gradually calmed down.

He still remembers his first encounter with his teacher.

"I was surprised and happy. You said you taught me how to draw."

"I want to draw the same painting as yours."

Zhou Yao's eyes fell on his cell phone.

"I'm worried that I can't learn well."

"But you said you were there."

Zhou Yao looked at the teacher, "You said I can definitely draw it."

"You taught me how to draw for three years."

"I got into the art class."

"I'm very happy."

"I want to tell you this good news as soon as possible."

"But when I get home, you're gone."

Zhou Yao paused.

"I searched all the warehouse, my home, and the neighborhood."

“You can’t be found anywhere.”

“You’re like you’ve disappeared out of thin air.”

......

"Teacher, why did you... suddenly leave?"

After so many years, Zhou Yao was finally able to ask this question to the other party in person.

He thought about the question for a long time,

But I can't think of a possible answer.

...

The scholar raised his eyes.

The blue sky comes into view.

Why did it leave?

Um...

...

"Is there anything wrong?"

Zhou Yao clenched his hands tightly, "So the teacher was so anxious to leave, and he didn't even have time to leave a word for me..."

The teacher's contemplation made Zhou Yao unable to help but tell the excuse he had made for the teacher.

No.

Not an excuse.

Maybe that's really what it is?

The teacher didn't mean to leave him.

The teacher has a lasting reason...

Zhou Yao's fingers were embedded in the back of his hand.

Nails are white.

Tell him, that's the truth.

He was not abandoned.

He is not a...joke.

...

"Change, have you been to the exhibition?"

A flash of inspiration flashed in Xiao Xiao's mind.

His first encounter with Changen was at the art exhibition.

The monster looked focused and obsessed.

High concentration.

This monster is a slut.

He was sure of this when he saw the monster at first.

...

"ah!"

The scholar's eyes lit up, "Yes!"

"Art exhibition!"

"Mr. Xiao Xiao is so awesome!"

"I was going to see the art exhibition at that time."

“A very good exhibition.”

It seemed that I remembered the painting exhibition I saw at that time, and a smile appeared on the scholar's face.

...

"……ha?"

Zhou Yao opened his mouth.

"Look at the art exhibition?"

...

"Yeah, that's right."

The scholar smiled.

Zhou Yao couldn't laugh at all.

"Then why don't you come back after watching the art exhibition?"

"You have watched an art exhibition for so many years?"

Isn't this answer really perfunctory to him?

If not...

Zhou Yao pinched his five fingers tightly.

What is this?

...

"Um."

The scholar seemed not to hear the sarcasm in Zhou Yao's words. He said seriously, "That was a series of art exhibitions."

"It's also a tour exhibition."

...

“…You just walked with the exhibition?”

Zhou Yao is incredible.

...

"Um."

Scholars deserve it naturally.
To be continued...