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Chapter 36

Thanks for not forgetting me.

Cen Hanluo stared at the couple on the screen, smiled, and said, "Thank you."

"Go and do your work first, I'll be painting for a long time." As the words finished, the boy said, "I'll be here until six o'clock in the evening."

"Thank you." Cen Hanluo said, "Draw slowly, don't stress."

"Well, that..." The tip of the pen paused, and the pencil was picked with the index finger. The boy lowered his head and touched the corner of the drawing board shyly, "Thank you brother."

This "Brother" made Cen Hanluo very happy, and his walking posture was a little floating.Jiang Nanhui put his hands in his pockets and smiled, and said: "There are puddles ahead, watch your feet."

Cen Hanluo tilted his head and looked at people from the corner of his eyes: "Didn't you be quite enlightened when you took the photo just now?"

Jiang Nanhui understood immediately, put his arms around Cen Hanluo's shoulders, wrapped him in his arms, and said again: "There is a puddle ahead, come to me."

I didn't go far, the sky was not beautiful, and it started to rain lightly.The rain was not heavy, and there was a courtyard umbrella outside a small beverage store. Jiang Nanhui went in and bought two cups of hot drinks, and sat outside with Cen Hanluo to enjoy the rain.

Coffee with milk is Cen Hanluo's favorite taste. Jiang Nanhui mixed it well and handed it to him, and found that he was observing the woman at the next table.The woman was wearing a studded jacket, with dreadlocks, and she was cool. There was a piano case on the other chair, and she was tuning her own guitar, occasionally plucking the sound to make sure it was in tune.

Sensing that someone was looking at her, the woman turned her head, Cen Hanluo nodded slightly, and asked kindly: "Would you like a song?"

"Want to hear it?" the woman said with pursed lips, "a cup of coffee."

Jiang Nanhui got up and asked, "What flavor do you want to drink?"

The woman replied: "No choice."

Jiang Nanhui moved quickly. When he came back, he put a large cappuccino in the woman's hand, and the woman politely replied "Thank you".But the strings hadn't been tuned yet, she still focused on fiddling with it, and Cen Hanluo was watching the rain, waiting calmly.

"As long as it is cloudy in Melbourne, I will choose a place I am more familiar with, and use it as a starting point to go to an unfamiliar direction." Cen Hanluo said to Jiang Nanhui, "Because I am unfamiliar, the scenery I see and the people I meet It’s all fresh and the whole process is enjoyable.”

Jiang Nanhui asked: "Why is it cloudy and not sunny?"

Cen Hanluo replied: "Because cloudy days allow you to meet many people with stories."

About 10 minutes later, the woman said, "Sorry, I've been waiting for a long time."

Cen Hanluo said: "A good song is worth the wait."

Pluck the strings with your fingertips, and the woman plays a song with a soft and gentle melody.Like blues and folk songs, the sound of rain was accompanying her, Cen Hanluo listened carefully, Jiang Nanhui unlocked the phone, and recorded Cen Hanluo, this song, and this rain.

"Hey, what are you doing, it's raining in this city, does it know I'm thinking of you?"

"Hey, what are you doing, the guitar is out of tune again, does it know I'm sorry?"

"Hey, what are you doing, the coffee on the table is getting cold, does it know that I'm still looking forward to it?"

Discovering that Jiang Nanhui was recording, Cen Hanluo stretched out his hand towards him, Jiang Nanhui held one free hand firmly, the tune of the song was changed, and the style of the song changed from melancholy to bright.

"Can I go forward, can I never look back, can I never look back?"

The short melody slid to the end, and the woman swayed and sang the last line: "Can you be more than just a dream?"

After a minute and a half, the string sound stopped, Cen Hanluo applauded appreciatively, and asked in admiration: "It's so beautiful, did you write the song yourself?"

The woman put away the guitar and closed the case: "Thank you for your approval, improvisation."

Jiang Nanhui said: "Sorry, I didn't know it was original, and I recorded your song in the video without prior consent."

"Yes, it's okay." The woman put the piano case on her back, held the coffee in her left hand, and raised her hand at Jiang Nanhui, "It's a song that no one appreciates. If you like it, I'll earn it."

After the woman left, Jiang Nanhui clicked to play the video, and the two drank the rest of their coffee while listening to the song. Cen Hanluo stood next to Jiang Nanhui and said, "The rain will stop soon."

Perhaps the song touched the heartstrings, or it is always romantic to hide from the rain together. Jiang Nanhui turned off the phone, turned the seat, faced Cen Hanluo, and slid his right hand from the ring finger of his left hand to the elbow, holding it lovingly. : "Before you stop now, answer a question you asked me before."

Cen Hanluo smiled: "What's the problem?"

"Do you remember the day when the show was recorded, you asked me when did I fall in love with you?" Jiang Nanhui said, "Actually, there is no specific time point, you just walked into my life step by step like this, when I realize When the time comes, I will never let you go."

Cen Hanluo said: "Then you have to hurry up."

Jiang Nanhui firmly grasped Cen Hanluo's arm, as if grasping the only peace of mind in his life: "Never let go."

The setting sun was washed by the rain, and it was so bright that it was dazzling. It was close to five o'clock, and the two of them walked back slowly, returning the same way, but the boy sitting on the curb still took away his pen.

Seeing someone coming from the corner of the eye, the boy raised his head and said, "It's just a few strokes away."

Cen Hanluo stood next to the boy, took one look, and waved to Jiang Nanhui: "Nanhui, come here."

The boy's painting style is more attractive. The painting is somewhat different from the person in the photo, and has a bit more unique beauty.The warm atmosphere is intact, and the paintings are more ambiguous/ambiguous than the photos. Cen Hanluo guessed that the boy should have already guessed his relationship with Jiang Nanhui.

When the last stroke was made, the boy stuttered and asked, "I-Is it okay?"

"That's great." The person who answered was Jiang Nanhui.He asked Cen Hanluo, "I'll find a place that sells picture frames later, frame it and hang it at home?"

Cen Hanluo gave a thumbs up: "I agree."

Taking the drawing paper with both hands, Cen Hanluo thanked him with satisfaction, the boy kept waving his hands, put away the pencil and drawing board, and said gratefully: "I have gained a lot today, thank you two brothers."

Cen Hanluo held up the painting and said with a smile, "We are the same."

Waving goodbye, on the way home, Cen Hanluo opened the phone map and searched for nearby handicraft stores.The nearest store was on a pedestrian street. The two spent half an hour in the store choosing carefully, from the color to the border pattern, and finally chose a platinum gold picture frame carved with a moon pattern.

After mounting the painting, Cen Hanluo said: "This painting is really beautiful."

The salesperson packed the frame carefully, and Jiang Nanhui carefully held it in his hand: "It's really beautiful, because there are people I like on it."

Stepping away from the handicraft store, there is a refreshing evening breeze, the street lights are on, and there are people coming and going on the pedestrian street, with a vendor setting up a stall every few meters.Jiang Nanhui paid attention to these sellers, stopped Cen Hanluo after a while, and stood in front of the jewelry booth to look at the dazzling array of goods.

Cen Hanluo asked: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Nanhui searched: "I want to buy something."

Cen Hanluo: "Are you buying it for Sister An Ran?"

Jiang Nanhui shook his head and said, "It was bought for us."

After choosing for a long time, Jiang Nanhui chose a brooch with a feather pattern, which is not big in size and can also be used as a collar pin.I paid for a pair, and when I continued walking home, Jiang Nanhui said: "Didn't you give the bear pendant on your tiepin to that little princess yesterday? A new pin."

"Although this is a brooch, it should also look good on the collar."

Jiang Nanhui was too attentive and careful, Cen Hanluo was moved by him, taking advantage of the gloomy sky, he held his hand for a while.Returning to the old community, putting the picture frame on the bench, Jiang Nanhui pushed aside the brooch, bent his back slightly, and pinned it to Cen Hanluo's chest.

Cen Hanluo helped Jiang Nanhui pin the other one, stroked the surface of the brooch with his index finger, and asked, "There were so many brooches just now, why did you choose the feather?"

The street lamp cast a warm halo, the two figures on the ground overlapped, and the starry sky above was brilliant. Jiang Nanhui spoke in a gentle tone, as if confessing solemnly under the moon.

"When I saw you again, I felt like you were like a feather, floating in the wind, unrestrained and free." Jiang Nanhui said, "Then just floating like this, slowly and gently, fell into my heart superior."

Jiang Nanhui lowered his eyes: "There is a saying, it took me so long to gather up the courage to tell you."

Cen Hanluo asked expectantly: "What?"

Jiang Nanhui paused, looked up at Cen Hanluo's eyes, pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "Han Luo, thank you for not forgetting me."

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