Gu Shengyin went to see Qiao Zhihe again after several days.

Seventeen-year-old Xiaonian is wearing a white shirt, so clean that she seems to be a beautiful boy walking out of the comics.

Qiao Zhihe was delighted when he saw Gu Shengyin.

He showed his latest painting to Gu Shengyin, which was a cluster of sunny flowers blooming warmly against the sun.

Gu Shengyin looked at the painting for a long time, and Qiao Zhihe's painting looked a little different from his people.

No matter who sees this young man, he will feel that he is the gentle and gentleman described in the book.

But in his paintings, he could not feel this temperament at all. Instead, he was very enthusiastic and unrestrained, as if he was always pursuing something tirelessly.

He is a very talented painter.

Not only Gu Shengyin believes that many old seniors in the painting world are also optimistic about this young junior.

Even Qiao Zhihe's parents never asked him to go into business after seeing the talent shown by his son.

Such a pure artistic soul was born for painting.

"A beautiful painting." Gu Shengyin exclaimed.

Qiao Zhihe heard his praise and a strong smile appeared in his eyes.

Because Gu Sheng turned his head to look at him, the young man had a vibrant smile, and he could easily infect others when he smiled.

She suddenly felt a desire to talk.

"Xiaohe, do you want to go on a walk in the mountains with me?" she asked.

Qiao Zhihe nodded when he heard this. In fact, as long as he was with Sister Death, he would be willing to go anywhere.

Gu Shengyin reached out to him, Qiao Zhihe's eyebrows and eyes trembled, then stretched out his slender hand and gently put it on the black gloves.

There was a cold feeling passed through the gloves.

Sister Death's body is always so cold, just like...

Qiao Zhihe turned his head and looked at the god of death who was always hiding in his hood.

It’s like the whole god of the God of Death gives people the same feeling.

His body flew lightly, and Qiao Zhihe was suspended in the void, looking at the lights of thousands of families under his feet.

Such an experience is no stranger to him. But no matter how many times he has passed, he always holds the same expectation and joy.

Because only at this time can he be so close to Sister Death.

Gu Shengyin really took him to a mountain.

On summer nights, the heat of the day fades away, and the cool breeze on the top of the mountain is very refreshing.

Qiao Zhihe looked around and it was very dark. The only light was a brilliant light in the distance - it was the city where he lived, so far away, he could only see a continuous belt of light.

Seeing him subconsciously approaching him, Gu Sheng thought Qiao Zhihe was too dark to approach him.

She thought for a while, and her spiritual sense moved slightly.

In an instant, countless small spots of light rose from the jungle and wandered around the two of them.

Although these lights are weak, they still illuminate the place together.

Qiao Zhihe widened his eyes, and he looked at the fireflies in the sky in shock, unable to speak for a long time.

Never seen such a beautiful scenery.

He turned sideways and saw that the cloak on the head of the person beside him had been taken off, and the black sickle he had been holding in his hand disappeared without a trace.

"Sister Death?" His face turned a little red.

However, Gu Shengyin only thought it was because of his excitement because of the beautiful scenery in front of him.

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The eighth update ends.

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