"Then I...draw?"

It points to the painting on the easel.

Because of the accident just now, it has been resting for a long time.

...

"Um."

Xiao Xiao nodded, "You draw."

...

Seeing that the scholar was focusing on painting again, Xiao Xiao also walked towards the living room.

......

Zhou Yao sat on the sofa with his head hanging down.

Zhao Lu was trying to speak but stopped.

He looked confused like he wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

......

Xiao Xiao patted Zhao Luzheng on the shoulder gently.

Zhao Luzheng turned around.

Seeing that it was the third brother, a look of relief appeared on his face.

No matter what, the third brother saw the whole thing more clearly than him and listened to it more clearly than him.

If you want to say something to Zhou Yao, the third brother should be more suitable than him.

......

Xiao Xiao smiled at Zhao Luzheng.

He sat down on the single sofa next to Zhou Yao.

"Zhou Yao."

He shouted softly.

......

Zhou Yao still lowered his head.

No response to Xiao Xiao's words.

He was a little overwhelmed.

I was also a little exhausted physically and mentally.

His back was slightly hunched.

The answer he has been waiting for so many years...

Don't remember...

It's really a lot of people who don't remember it.

He suddenly felt a little regretful.

Why did he come to this yard?

If he didn't come to this yard, he wouldn't have seen that painting, and he wouldn't have met the teacher he hadn't been able to find for a long time.

Then, everything is still stuck in his guess.

He can make the best guesses he likes.

There will be no disappointment.

There will be no...sadness.

......

"Zhou Yao."

Xiao Xiao didn't mind being ignored by the other party.

He called out the other party's name again.

"Do you know your teacher's identity?"

......

The teacher's...identity?

Zhou Yao was subconsciously stunned.

Then I thought, what does the teacher have to do with him?

No matter what the teacher is, it cannot be a reason why the teacher forgets him.

Forgot your students because of the art exhibition?

How could there be such a teacher in the world?

Or are geniuses all mavericks?

Teachers are geniuses.

There is no doubt about this.

So, does he have to understand the teacher, right?

Understand his forgetfulness of himself.

actually......

He understood the teacher's statement a little.

The teacher likes painting so much.

Forget the rest in order to draw...it's not surprising.

The teacher is obsessed with painting to this extent.

But even so...

Intelligent understanding, acceptable...

Emotionally...

He will need some time.

He needs more time... to face up to the answer to his position in the teacher's heart.

......

"It's a monster."

......

Zhao Luzheng opened his mouth wide.

He had probably guessed about Teacher Zhou Yao’s identity before.

Although he was surprised to get the confirmation from his third brother.

But what surprised him even more now was that the third brother simply told Zhou Yao the identity of Teacher Zhou Yao as a monster?

Nothing has any preparation?

......

Zhou Yao was slowing down for a while before he realized what the class leader said.

But I still feel a little confused.

I received too much information today, my emotions were ups and downs, and my brain was a little overloaded.

He knocked his head hard.

He slowly raised his head.

The eyes are red.

He just lowered his head.

A large part of the reason is to cover red eyes.

I can barely hold it back in the yard.

As soon as he approached the living room and sat down on the sofa, his tears finally fell.

......

Too embarrassing.

But he didn't even dare to wipe it.
Chapter completed!