Are you happy with the process?

Kitagawa Eri looked up and looked at the brother beside him, and his hands stopped moving.

Being bullied.

As soon as I left the studio, my own paintings were torn apart.

Rumors about being bad in the school have spread.

Being treated unfairly on the Internet, almost falling first

Kitagawa Eri's mouth moved, then wiped his eyes with his sleeves, showing a smile:

“It’s very happy.”

You can't let Brother Si know about this.

Eri Kitagawa only wants to share his happiness with Kitagawa Temple, rather than telling Kitagawa Temple these unhappy things.

"Is that true?" Kitagawaji looked slightly, his face softer: "Eri, I've really worked hard."

"Yeah." Kitagawa Eri nodded vigorously, and she murmured to herself: "I really really worked hard."

I really feel like I have used up all my efforts in this short ten-year life.

This sentence seems to be said to yourself, or to Kitakawaji Temple.

But she quickly reacted again and laughed twice: "Actually, this time I may be lucky. The second-placed person swiped the votes at the end, but the number of votes in my work has been rising, and it has been stable to more than ten more votes than the second-placed person. If it weren't for this, I probably wouldn't have won the first place this time."

As he said that, Kitagawa Eri blinked again, sighing in a little tone: "Maybe there are really good people in this world, but they don't like to see unfair competition."

"I really hope to meet this good person."

Her tone was a little distant, full of gratitude.

If it weren't for that unknown good person, she would probably have been under Ando Asuka now?

If we meet, she will definitely introduce Kitakawaji to know each other. After all, the other party has helped her like this, so she must be very handsome, but she must still be as handsome as the monk!

"I always have a chance to see it." Kitagawaji touched Kitagawa Eri's little head again, with a calm expression.

He didn't tell Kitagawa Eri that he had already known everything.

Kitagawa Eri doesn't want to let herself know these trivial things, so she just pretends not to know.

It's that simple.

He respects Kitagawa Eri's choice.

Similarly, from Kitagawa Eri's choice, he could also see the other person's growth.

And during this growth process, you will inevitably suffer from storms.

In this regard, Kitagawaji could only stand silently in front of Kitagawa Eri, covering up some of the haze for her and watching her walk towards the path of life she planned.

Cover up part of it and let her bear part of it.

That's all.

Kitakawaji recalled the oil paintings of Kitakawa Eri that he saw on the Internet.

Works by Kitagawa Eri

"Flying Birds"

It was a large piece of work with blank space.

Although it is a flying bird, there are no birds flying away on the picture.

It is a painting with lilac vines and peacock blue as the background.

The lower part of the picture is broken, but the semicircular white still has a thin layer of light blue eggshell.

In some blank spaces, fine brushstrokes outline the dark blue feathers scattered around the birds.

The painting by Kitagawa Eri is titled "Flying Birds".

So where did the birds go?

Looking at the broken eggshells on this place, there will naturally be an answer.

The glazed bird has broken through its eggshell and flew into the distant sky, so naturally it cannot be found in the painting.

The broken eggshell is a trace of its struggle, and the shed feathers are the things it leaves behind when it flies into the sky.

In the lower right corner of the oil painting below, that is where the works are exhibited.

It says Eri Kitagawa's name, the school and the small comments she left behind

‘I only offer this painting to my most respected, favorite, handsome and powerful brother Kitakawaji.’

'Eri has grown up and can face the storm alone. Brother, I have always thanked you for your care and may trouble you in the future, but Eri will definitely work hard to move on with her own.'

Looking at this line of words, Kitakawaji could not tell what he felt in his heart.

He has to continue thinking

"Ouch!" Kitagawa Eri's cry of pain came out, pulling Kitagawa Temple back from its memories.

It turned out that this little girl accidentally pricked her fingertips while peeling potatoes, and bright blood beads suddenly oozed out.

She looked back at Kitakawaji with a sad face: "Shi, brother Si!!! Help me!!!"

Woo woo woo woo

Looking at the face sobbing in Kitagawa Eri's soft voice, Kitagawa Temple couldn't help but press his temples, feeling that all the psychological descriptions that had been written in seven or eight hundred words just now had been fed to the dog.

He sighed heavily, took Kitagawa Eri's little hand, and used the death breath healing to repair her fingertips.

Seeing Kitagawa Eri burst into tears and laughing, Kitagawa Temple shook his head.
Chapter completed!