What you see is an exquisite and perfect face. The curved peach blossom eyes are a bit more sick because of the illness. The lips are also pale and pale and lack a bit of color. The skin is like jade and is three points whiter than snow. Such a combination It gave the young man a sense of drifting away from the immortal, as if he was about to fly to the sky in the next moment.
Ye Xiuyuan's eyes were a little brighter. His younger brother was actually good-looking. His eyes were very much like his second uncle's, but they lacked the passion in his second uncle's eyes and only had a coldness that seemed to be there.
"My name is Ye Xiuyuan" your cousin Ye Xiuyuan added silently in his heart.
Ye Ziyuan just smiled lightly and said: "Hello, Brother Xiuyuan, just call me Ziyuan."
Seeing that the two of them were getting along well, Zhang Youhua asked Ye Ziyuan to take Ye Xiuyuan around and went to the kitchen to cook.
Neither Ye Xiuyuan nor Ye Ziqiu were talkative people, so neither of them spoke, and there was a bit of silence in the air.
In the end, it was Ye Xiuyuan who opened the conversation first and talked about painting, which Ye Ziqiu is best at. Ziqiu has been painting since he was a child and has been obsessed with painting. He often has several meals just to paint a picture. After eating, Zhang Youhua repeatedly told him to bring the meal to him personally and watch him finish it before giving up.
Ye Xiuyuan was raised as the heir of the Ye family since he was a child. He was not proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but he knew a little bit about it. After seeing a lot, he could tell the truth, so they chatted happily.
Through the conversation with Ye Ziyuan, Ye Xiuyuan also discovered that his cousin knew nothing about business but could express his little knowledge about everything. He was very happy about this. Fortunately, his second uncle had a good friend. son.
Ye Ziqian also had admiration for this boy who was only two years older than him. Since he was a child, he was weak and destined to be unable to do dirty work. He could only work hard to increase his knowledge so as not to be eliminated by society, which made his grandma even more Take it easy and reduce the stress in your life.
He used to have a pride that was not easily revealed among his peers, but at this moment he finally understood what it means to have someone who is better than others and who is better than others.
Ye Ziqian was very happy to invite Ye Xiuyuan to go into his small gallery to have a look. The gallery was very small and was renovated from a small room, but because of the neat arrangement of the boy, it gave people a new look and made them feel bright and spacious.
Every picture hanging on the wall was painted by the young man with great effort. Each picture was shocking. Ye Xiu stopped far away from a picture of his family outlined in ink.
The simple black color in the picture makes people see a strong sense of warmth. Everyone has a smile on their face, and the family gathers together happily.
This seemingly ordinary scene that can be seen everywhere was painted by the boy so lifelike that people almost walked out of the painting, and the warmth also infected Ye Xiuyuan.
Ye Ziqian looked at the painting with a longing expression and smiled: "If the painting doesn't look good, don't complain."
Ye Xiuyuan shook his head and disagreed with the young man's statement. "It's very beautiful, very beautiful."
"your parents."
Ye Ziyuan said calmly: "My mother passed away when I was very young, and my grandma has always raised me."
"As for father," he paused and continued, "I don't have a father." Ye Ziqian's eyes were as dark as a cat with its whiskers plucked. He kept hitting the wall and couldn't find his way home. He nested in the corner alone, meowing. Whining.
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