The young man sighed again.

He thought he was so lucky that he picked up such a beautiful stone for nothing.

Sure enough, if it is not yours, it is not yours.

He also suffered so many days of sin.

Only… “Ah!”

The young man called out.

When he met Xiao Xiao's inquiring eyes, the young man laughed, "I just suddenly remembered..."

"No wonder I've never heard a rumbling sound at home."

"This is why I have never had the confidence to go to the psychiatric department."

"If I could hear the sound from morning to night, even if I didn't want to, I would definitely go to the psychiatric department."

"Or I'm afraid I can't even rest well, right?"

Young people are a little scared.

"That would be really miserable."

Thinking of this, the young people's reluctance to stones has been greatly alleviated.

Although the stone is good, it is just a stone.

He also has no ability to take over the existing ones.

......

Young man picks up a box containing stones.

Looking closely, young people can even vaguely outline the patterns on the petals.

It is worthy of being the beloved thing of the monster.

The young man sighed, and then he closed the lid.

It’s not too late to watch and feel reluctant to let go.

...

"Xiao-"

The young man looked up and did not see Xiao Xiao.

He was stunned.

His eyes turned and he saw Xiao Xiao in the direction of the end of the bed.

...

Xiao Xiao looked up at a painting hanging on the wall.

It is a horizontal scroll ink painting.

The painting is about the common mountains and flowing water.

The mountains are towering and the water flows rapidly.

The fog is shrouded in the mountains and waters, which is quite unparalleled.

The rocks are rugged and water splashes.

The person who watched the painting felt water vapor rushing in a trance, and a cool feeling mixed with the breath of grass and trees in the mountains enveloped his whole body.

...

"This is my grandfather's drawing."

The young man walked to Xiao Xiao's side.

He also looked up at the painting.

"Your grandpa painted very well."

Xiao Xiao smiled.

This painting...

His gaze slowly swept every inch of the picture.

...

"Really?"

The young man laughed, "Everyone who has seen my grandfather's paintings has said it's OK."

"This painting was a gift from my grandfather when I found a job and moved out to live alone. I asked me to hang it in the house, saying that my house would not look too simple."

"Don't say, although I just hang a painting, the house is indeed more tasteful at once."

Young man looks around his bedroom.

The only decoration is this painting.

The stone needs something to return to the original owner.

Maybe he can go to the store to see if there are any similar stones, buy them and put them on the bedside table.

Of course, the premise is that the price is within its affordability.

He has never bought stones, nor does he know if it is expensive...

......

"Student Xiao."

The young man finally came up with a barely forced title.

"Let's go and return the stone to the monster first."
Chapter completed!