Fu Ying was the only one left in the studio.Shen Shaocheng did not go in until half an hour later.Fu Ying handed the painting to him, uneasy and shy, "I started painting not long ago, painting is not good, painting now, certainly with then not quite the same, brother Shaocheng, you... ""I know, " he said, looking down at the picture as if his face were the same.But Fu Yinggang to relax, but see him pointing to a painting, "here's the tree, is it so? "Fu Ying one zheng, "is... yes, that year I draw, is the Indus, you see, are the same Oh. ""Then why do you draw a plane tree? ""What? ""What were you thinking when you painted this? "Fu Ying Smile, in his side to sit down, and he seems to have no distance, and not close.But the slightest movement will meet each other, gratuitous ambiguous.She scratched at his sleeve, as if unconsciously playing with it, "I didn't think much of it, " he said. "It was autumn, and the parasol trees outside were so beautiful. Seeing you s
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