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"Her paintings are indeed very different, the type I like."

Sharan loves the work he bought last time, and he has hung it in the bedroom.

Speaking of which, every time he sees the people in the painting, he has a special feeling.

In fact, Sharan would often wake up in dreams all the time. He felt that there was something missing in his heart, and that feeling made him uncomfortable.

In his dreams, he always saw the back of a girl, who was close to him, but whenever he was going to step forward, his head would burst like pain, and it hurt him to wake up.

At this point, the back in the dream disappeared. He looked at the dim room, his head was dizzy, and he was holding his heart subconsciously, only feeling that there was a dull pain.

Sharan didn't know what was wrong with him.

He is always having the same dream, although the scene will be different occasionally, but the shadow in the dream always stays there.

It seems that as long as he reaches out and catches her, the missing piece in his heart can be made up for.

He wanted to see the girl's face many times, but he got a splitting headache whenever he got close.

Sharan suffers this kind of pain almost every day and night. Although it is the pain in a dream, he feels very real when he wakes up.

His heart really hurts.

It wasn't until one day three months ago that Sharan walked into this gallery in a mysterious manner and saw a painting on the wall.

At that moment, he felt that what was missing deep in his heart seemed to be filled with something.

He felt as if there was something guiding him into this gallery and let him see the painting on the wall.

At that time, there was a voice in his heart touching his heart.

Buy that painting.

Buy that painting.

Must buy that painting.

Sharan felt very strange, so he bought the painting instinctively.

When he saw Xu Yan for the first time, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Sharan had always thought that he was not a person who would fall in love at first sight, but at that moment, he felt that he had an intricate relationship with this girl.

They seemed destined to meet.

After meeting Xu Yan, Sharan would still have the same dream.

In the dream, he finally caught the back figure and saw the girl's face.

It's Xu Yan, it's Xu Yan.

She has always been the person in his dream for two years.

Sharan thought it was amazing.

After that, he wanted to see Xu Yan again every day, but he was too busy with official duties and couldn't spare the time to see her.

This delay was three months long.

Today he finally saw Xu Yan again, but he was even more timid than he thought.

He actually had a lot of questions to ask Xu Yan, but he was afraid of the presumptuous partner.

He thought, just get along with each other first, wait for their relationship to become more familiar, and wait for them to understand more deeply, it is not too late for him to ask again.

Xia Lang was already fascinated by Xu Yan's clear and enchanting eyes.

Xu Yan felt that he had come to buy paintings sincerely today, so he just started a business.

She said warmly: "Since Mr. Xia really likes the paintings here, I won't let you go home empty-handed today. You can take a look first. If you have any works you like, just tell me."

In fact, Xu Yan also deliberately wanted to get closer to him.

Because she wants to understand this person again.

Xu Yan greeted him enthusiastically, "I'll pour you a glass of water. You can take a look at it first."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xu Yan turned around and walked to her and Luo Ya'er's secret cabin, took out a pot of tea from the drawer, and made two cups of tea.

Xia Lang wanted to talk to her for a while, but when she saw her leaving in a hurry, she didn't stop her.

I watched a painting in the painting hall for a while, and this painting is still related to Xu Yan.

Strangely speaking, the paintings in this gallery seem to be only about Xu Yan that attracts him.

After a while, Xu Yan walked out of the back room with two cups of tea.

Xu Yan invited Sharan to sit down on the small sofa by the bed, but Sharan did not refuse.

Put the water on the table, Xu Yan reminded him carefully, "Just soaked, be careful of hot."

"Thank you." Sharan answered politely.

The two sat opposite each other, and the atmosphere was silent for a moment.

Xu Yan took the initiative to find a topic, "Mr. Xia has just watched for so long, do you have a favorite work?"

Xia Lang pursed her lips, "Well, there is a favorite, but..."

He looked at Xu Yan with bright eyes, remembering what happened last time, fearing that the other party might misunderstand something, and didn't dare to speak easily.

"Mr. Xia has something to say straight." Xu Yan saw that he was hesitant and curious.

Sharan said politely: "I said you don't mind. The picture I saw today is still about you."

"Huh?" Xu Yan's eyes were startled.

Sharan scratched his head in embarrassment, looked at the painting hall, and pointed to an ink painting on the upper right corner.

That painting is actually outstanding at first glance, but it looks very artistic.

Xu Yan followed her gaze, obviously a little surprised.

That painting is an old one from a long time ago. When she and Luo Ya'er were in junior high school, they went to take photos of Hanfu together. Luo Ya'er drew it casually.

Luo Ya'er was not so good at that time, so the painting looked a little rough. The reason why I hung it out was because Luo Ya'er thought it was quite meaningful.

Unexpectedly, Xia Lang would actually see the painting, but Xu Yan found it incredible.

Sharan seemed to see the confusion and doubts in Xu Yan's eyes, and took the initiative to explain, "I think the painting is very artistic. Although the painter is not very good, it has that otherworldly feeling. I wanted to be the boss many years ago. It's painted, I like it very much."

"Is that so?" Although he said very reasonable, Xu Yan didn't think so. She took advantage of this opportunity to test the other party: "I thought that Mr. Xia's taste should be insignificant. Of the works."

"How come." Sharan looked firm and said, "Maybe it's because of my unique taste."

Xu Yan said again: "Does Mr. Xia have any other paintings that I like?"

"No, just this one for now."

Xu Yan felt very strange. He clearly didn't recognize himself anymore, but every time he bought a painting, he bought something about himself.

What is going on with Sharan?

Does he really like that painting?

But Luo Ya'er has so many works, and there are no less than a hundred paintings here. Why does Sharan pay more attention to her every time?

This is really unreasonable.

In addition to the time two years ago, Xiao Mo has already bought her paintings for the third time.

What is he thinking in his heart?

Xu Yan felt that the person in front of him was both familiar and unfamiliar. Sometimes he felt that he was Xiao Mo, and sometimes he felt completely different from Xiao Mo.

At least in terms of character, Sharan's temper is not the same as Xiao Mo before.

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