Since Lu Jinghan had a meal in the cafeteria that day, Xia Xiaomu was busy, and people kept coming to test: You are really Lu Jinghan's people? What is your relationship? And so on.

Xia Xiaomu kept explaining to others that he and Lu Jinghan were really just friends.

Even so, the eyes of people around him were still different when they looked at him. They were not friendly, but they were much more polite. Even those roommates came over to apologize in private.

Xia Xiaomu found it funny. He had little social interaction with Lu Jinghan, but it seemed to be closely linked. This feeling was wonderful, as if he was protected by someone, and he was at ease and at ease.

However, we still face the most serious problem - no money.

In order to earn living expenses and the expense of painting tools, these days, as soon as the school class ends, he goes to the street park to set up a painting stall and earns two or three hundred yuan, and of course he also has zero income.

On Friday, Xia Xiaomu rushed to the park to set up a painting stall after class.

The park is still lively. Grandpa and grandma walking, teenagers playing pulleys, and aunts singing music, all kinds of voices are intertwined with birds singing and flowers, making people feel the microcosm of the various aspects of the world in the real world.

After Xia Xiaomu walked around, she found a bench with her back against the ginkgo tree and set up a painting stall. Although this place is a bit remote, the scenery is beautiful.

The blood-red sun shines on a tree of golden ginkgo leaves. The two natural colors are combined together, so gorgeous that it is indescribable.

Xia Xiaomu couldn't help but pick up the strokes and draw the scenery in front of him. He stood there with his expression too focused, which attracted the attention of pedestrians.

Her slender figure, beautiful face, delicate facial features, and focused on painting. The red sunlight shines on his delicate skin. If you look closely, you can even see a layer of thin fluff on his white and tender skin.

Better than any beautiful scenery.

Some people even picked up their phones and freeze him under the golden ginkgo tree.

After Xia Xiaomu came to his senses, he saw the spectators around him in groups of three or three. Most of them were middle-aged aunts, and there were a few young people.

He put away his pen, looked around them with a smile, pointed at himself writing a billboard and asked, "Do you want to draw a colorful portrait? Twenty yuan per picture."

The aunt who took photos of him first came over embarrassedly. She sat on the bench and chatted with Xia Xiaomu, "Young man is so handsome, where are you from? Do you have a girlfriend?"

Xia Xiaomu painted it with a smile and responded to her problems. At the request of her aunt, Xia Xiaomu also painted the ginkgo leaves behind her as the background.

The aunt was very satisfied and immediately took the painting and praised the people around her, which immediately attracted another pair of guests to Xia Xiaomu.

A young grandmother brought her three-year-old grandson to draw.

The child couldn't sit still and kept moving. He was held down from time to time and scolded by his grandmother: "Be good, don't move around, my brother won't be able to draw well."

Xia Xiaomu smiled and said, "Auntie, it's okay, let my brother play around with it, I can draw it."

Ten minutes later, another painting was born again.

The background is a tree of golden ginkgo leaves. On a mottled wooden bench below, a kind middle-aged aunt sitting, looking at the boy with a loving and happy face. The little boy pointed his fingers at the sky, his mouth seemed to be talking, and his expression was naughty and cute.

"Oh, the drawing is so good!" Grandma's voice was loud and she kept praising her.

After Xia Xiaomu smiled and saw them away, she found that there was a queue behind her waiting to draw. It turned out that the first aunt ran to promote it with her friends, which attracted many people to come over to draw.

The painting stall became lively. Whether it was the person being painted or the person waiting to paint, they all started chatting with Xia Xiaomu.

Although Xia Xiaomu kept paintings dealing with various concerns about the aunts, she also noticed a girl sitting on the stone steps of the flower bed not far away.

The girl is very beautiful, wearing a bun, wearing a high school uniform, and blowing bubble gum while watching Xia Xiaomu draw.

As the sun sets, the crowd gradually dissipates. Xia Xiaomu is also about to close the stall and go home. When she looks up, she sees the girl blowing bubbles. She is broken and sticks to her mouth white.

Beautiful people are cute in everything they do. Even if they are stuck half of their faces with bubble gum, they feel particularly playful.

Xia Xiaomu couldn't help laughing and picked up the strokes and started drawing.

"Are you drawing me?" The crisp voice stopped him.

The girl was still sitting on the stone steps, tilting her head, holding her face in her hands, and looking at him faintly.

Xia Xiaomu: "Is that OK? I'll give it to you after drawing it."

The girl was still sitting on the stone steps, tilting her head and smiling at him. "Remember to draw me beautifully."

Painters are always better at observing details than ordinary people. Although Xia Xiaomu looked calm, there was still a trace of indelible melancholy in her eyes.

Have you encountered the troubles of adolescence? Otherwise, why are you sitting alone in the park and blowing bubble gum?

Xia Xiaomu couldn't help asking her: "Have you encountered something? I'm so unhappy."

The girl looked at him, opened her mouth to say it, and finally sighed: "Forget it, it's useless to tell you."

Xia Xiaomu did not ask again and continued to lower her head to draw. Instead, the girl talked to herself:

"My home has set access control at 7:30. I did anything during the day and I had to report to anyone I met. I had to pick me up and drop me off from school. I am now in high school. None of my classmates are like me. He thinks he is protecting me, even depriving me of my freedom, even friends."

The girl pouted and said depressedly: "I know he worked hard and it was not easy to bring me up, but now I hate him more and more."

The girl lowered her head, and she drew her branches on the steps with one hand, and her voice became smaller and smaller.

Xia Xiaomu thought: The girl’s “he” is a father and mother who protects the child.

He thought about it and comforted her, "He must love you very much and is reluctant to let you suffer a little. But he may not realize that you have grown up and can protect yourself."

The girl hunched her head and said no.

Xia Xiaomu: "Then show it to him and prove to him that you have grown up and can judge right and wrong, and you can do everything well by yourself."

The girl looked at him and was not talking.

"I've painted it, I'll give it to you."

"Thank you." The girl came over.

Xia Xiaomu then realized that the girl is not only beautiful, but also tall and thin. When she walks, she also has a hint of temperament that ordinary people do not have, like a little queen-like style.

"It's a good painting." She praised.

The girl in the painting, with a bun on the stone steps, was playingfully blowing bubble gum. The white bubbles covered most of her face, and she could still see her beautiful face.

The girl took out a folder from her schoolbag, carefully put the painting in, took out her phone and looked at it: "Ah, my phone is out of power. I can't transfer money to you."

I went to search for my wallet again and found that there was no cash inside.

Xia Xiaomu hurriedly waved to him: "No, I'll say I'll give it to you."

Girl: "No, I won't let you draw it in vain. And my brother told me that he would treat you with good people for no reason, and he must have tried again."

"It's just an essay."

Xia Xiaomu smiled and shook her head, carrying the drawing board on her back and preparing to leave.

"No, I'm not used to owe other people's things, so I'll lend me your cell phone, and I'll call my brother to come over." The girl pulled him and refused to let him go.

Xia Xiaomu was helpless: "Or why, I will come here to draw tomorrow. If you want to pay, come here to me tomorrow."

While the girl was still hesitating, a man ran over anxiously from a distance and shouted from afar: "My eldest lady! Why are you here? You are really scaring me to death."

Then he was stunned: "Xia Xiaomu!"

Xia Xiaomu thought for a while before remembering that the person in front of him was the one who drove Lu Jinghan when he came back from the old man's house that day - Li Hai.

He asked the girl, "He is your brother?"

Li Hai laughed out loud: "I would be like a person like his brother. This is Brother Han's sister - Miss Jingyi."

When Xia Xiaomu heard this name, she was Lu Jinghan's sister - Lu Jingyi!

In addition to the heroine, the character with the most roles in "Love But Not Getting", is Lu Jinghan's most important relative, and also the character who makes Lu Jinghan the most helpless and heartbreaking.

Thinking about the "he" that the girl just said, for a moment, Xia Xiaomu felt complicated.

Lu Jingyi: "Brother Hai, do you know each other?"

Li Hai: "It's not just about knowing each other. He is not only Han's junior brother, but also the old man's young painter."

"That's a coincidence. Did you bring the money? He drew me a painting, but I haven't paid him yet?"

Li Hai hurried to take out his pocket, a hint of cunning flashed across his eyes, and his hand stopped: "Oh, I have time, I didn't bring any money, so let's do it, Xia Xiaomu and we go home and get it."

Xia Xiaomu came back to her senses from the plot in the book and looked at Lu Jingyi with a complicated expression: "It really doesn't need to. It was originally a painting for you, and my senior has helped me so many times, so I have returned it to others."

Lu Jingyi: "That won't work!"

Li Hai: "That's not how human favors are paid."

The two almost objected together. Lu Jingyi glanced at Li Hai and continued, "My brother is my brother, I am me, let's go, go with me to get the money."
Chapter completed!