Cheng Yang walked out of the store alone. The ruins outside were almost cleared. There were no people walking on the Gowal Avenue at this time. Pushing the wheelchair Cheng Yang towards the place where Mo Li said, the sun in the distance

It has risen, as if a fireball is slowly distributing its temperature.

Indeed, he saw the place that Mo Li mentioned not far away. To be honest, Cheng Yang often passed by here before, but he had never discovered that there was a painter's studio here.

When he came to the door, Cheng Yang rang the doorbell next to him, but there was no response from inside. Cheng Yang looked at his watch and it was already past 6 o'clock in the morning, and then rang the doorbell again.

There was still no response in the house, but Cheng Yang saw that the door seemed to be unlocked. Breaking into private houses was not allowed here, so Cheng Yang did not go in, but found a more suitable place to wait.

Time passed little by little, but the sun slowly dimmed. Cheng Yang could smell the smell of water and land in the air. He knew that heavy rain would soon pour down here. Return to the door.

, Cheng Yang pressed the doorbell again, and this time a sound came from the speaker at the door.

"who?"

"I'm a consultant from the store next door, and I'd like to ask you to draw a portrait." Cheng Yang said.

After the voices on the other side stopped, I heard the voice coming from the loudspeaker: "Come in by yourself, and close the door after you come in."

"Okay, excuse me." After saying that, Cheng Yang opened the door. Gowal Avenue is basically designed in a relatively uniform style, and the shops on the side are also equipped with infrastructure for the disabled, so for Cheng Yang

It was also very convenient to enter the room.

After closing the door, Cheng Yang began to observe. The mainly dark style of the corridor seemed particularly heavy. Turning a corner, Cheng Yang was stunned. The combination of huge colored space and white filled the entire space, which was different from the dark colors in the corridor.

The main style is completely opposite, and the feeling is the same qualitative contrast.

The whole space is very large, but the interior is very detailed, and basically has all the functions. Looking towards the center, a bearded man is standing in front of a white canvas with a paintbrush, and he is covered with blood.

It's paint, but it's not sloppy.

Cheng Yang did not speak, but slowly came to the man's side and looked at him quietly. After a long time, the man started to move, and then he saw Cheng Yang.

"Are you the new consultant at the store next door?"

"Yes, my name is Cheng Yang." Cheng Yang stretched out his hand and said.

The other party put down the brush, shook it with Cheng Yang and said, "Jie Ping."

"I heard from Mo Li that you are an expert in this field. I would like to ask you to draw a portrait for me." Cheng Yang said straight to the point.

Jie Ping found a chair and sat down and asked: "Business or private matter?"

"Private matters." Cheng Yang said with a smile.

"Private matters? Okay, tell me what you need me to draw?" Jie Ping asked.

After hearing this, Cheng Yang asked: "Have you told me how much I need to pay for painting for me?"

Jie Ping thought for a while and then asked: "Do you think it is a mistake when a person is born?"

Jie Ping's question stopped Cheng Yang. Cheng Yang thought about it a lot and then said: "Being able to feel errors means that your life or the world has deviated from your inner vision. There will be mistakes in people's lives.

, but when you can’t control this kind of mistake, you will feel like you are a mistake. What do you think?”

"Mistakes are mistakes, just like you will become like this." After saying that, Jie Ping walked aside and took out a can of coffee and handed it to Cheng Yang, "I only have this here. I don't charge for your paintings. Tell me what you want me to do."

Draw something."

"Draw a person. That person looks very weird at first glance, but it doesn't make people feel scared. He has a long face, no beard on his face, and his eyes are very bright, with the kind of eyes that can penetrate the eyes.

Human feeling.”

Jie Ping thought for a while and then said: "I have a general feeling, but there are no details?"

Cheng Yang shook his head. What he said was the only thing left in his mind. In dreams, things will slowly disappear over time. In fact, when we are awake, the human brain will

Filter some irrelevant information. However, generally particularly important dreams will remain for a little longer. If the total stay time is longer, it is not filtered. This situation is actually similar to the computer cache, which is only temporarily stored.

, it will disappear on its own after a while.

"Okay, then you can go back and wait. If nothing happens, you can come back the day after tomorrow. I think I can draw it the day after tomorrow." Jie Ping said.

"Okay, then I'll go back first." Cheng Yang put the unopened coffee on the table and said.

"Close the door smoothly." Jie Ping added.

"knew."

After leaving Jie Ping and returning to the street, it started to rain lightly. Just when he was thinking about how to get back, Mo Li walked over with an umbrella.

"Boss, has it been resolved?" Mo Li came to Cheng Yang's side and put the umbrella on the wheelchair and asked.

"Well, we agreed to come over to pick up the painting the day after tomorrow. Why are you here?"

"The weather wasn't very good. I was worried it would rain, so I came here and waited." Mo Li said and began to push Cheng Yang towards the store.

"Thank you for your hard work. Will there be any problems if you rest your body like this?"

Li Qiye pushed the wheelchair and said: "It won't be a problem. Boss, you don't know that my jet lag has never changed, so I will be very energetic at night, and I can wake up naturally after sleeping for 5 hours a day."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, water had begun to accumulate on the ground, and there were more and more cars on the road. After a while, a police car was seen passing by the two of them.

"There are suddenly more police cars today," Cheng Yang said.

"Yes, I heard there was a problem in a mental hospital, the news was in the morning."

"Really?" Cheng Yang said, taking out his phone and looking at it.

The headline of the news was exactly what Li Li was talking about. The headline above said clearly, "A fire broke out in a mental hospital in our city, and many mental patients are missing."

"What do you think of this?" Cheng Yang asked.

Li Qiye thought for a while, "If it is a human factor, it means that one of these people is not a patient. If it is not a human factor, this matter will be fun."

Cheng Yang naturally knew what Li Li meant when he said it was fun. It was just that there would soon be news about mental patients having problems on the street. This kind of news would appear from time to time, but it would always make a joke.

Come.

"Make me a cup of coffee when you get back later." Cheng Yang put down his phone and said.

"Okay boss, I can arrange whatever you want to eat for lunch."
Chapter completed!