Chapter 144 Indelible Muscle Memory
When Shen Weiyang arrived at the Leng family manor and saw Leng Huaijin, she felt terrible.
Didn’t you say that dad is not at home?
She looked at Xiao Yiyi with some resentment.
Xiao Yiyi seemed a little guilty. She stuck out her tongue at her and then shrank behind Leng Huaijin.
After all, it's a child, so Shen Weiyang shouldn't worry too much about this little problem.
"Yiyi, the teacher is here. Where are we going to learn painting? Can you lead the way for the teacher?"
She ignored this little episode and said to Xiao Yiyi.
Before Xiao Yiyi could speak, Leng Huaijin said to Shen Weiyang: “Teacher Shen, I will take you to the painting room.”
The man was wearing a beige sweater and white home pants. The warm tones softened his cold features, and he exuded a warm and homely atmosphere.
Perhaps bewitched by her beauty, Shen Weiyang didn't dislike him so much at this time, and actually followed him to the studio with a dull expression.
In front of the drawing board in the studio, there was a little boy sitting and practicing sketching.
Shen Weiyang then realized that what he was wearing seemed to be the same parent-child outfit as the one Leng Huaijin was wearing.
I really can't believe that a man like Leng Huaijin would wear parent-child outfits with his son.
"Arnold, this is Teacher Weiyang. She will teach you how to draw in the future. You should listen and follow along, okay?"
Leng Huaijin squatted down and touched little Arnold's hair, looking like a loving father.
He loves his children very much.
Shen Weiyang didn't know why, but when she saw this scene, her eyes couldn't help but feel sore, and there was a very strong and inexplicable feeling of emotion stirring in her heart.
But she quickly came back to her senses, smiled and greeted the little guy, “Hello, Arnold, my name is Shen Weiyang, I’m your sister’s new art teacher, let’s study together in the future, okay.”
Seeing his once closest mother introducing himself so unfamiliarly at this time, little Arnold felt very uncomfortable, but he still remembered his father's instructions and greeted his mother politely: "Hello, Teacher Shen, please give me more guidance in the future."
Shen Weiyang didn't expect that the little genius painter was not only good at painting, but also so cute. His little face looked so cute that people couldn't help but want to pinch it.
However, she wouldn't do anything so abrupt when she wasn't familiar with the child yet. She just looked at little Arnold and said with a smile, "Teacher went to your art exhibition yesterday and saw a lot of excellent works. Arnold is so good at such a young age. It's really amazing."
"You went to see my art exhibition?" When Arnold heard Shen Weiyang say this, his eyes lit up and his little face immediately became much more lively, but when he finally spoke, he still had a cautious expectation, "Do you like my paintings?"
Shen Weiyang: "Of course I like it. Arnold is very talented and draws very well. He is so good at such a young age. He will definitely be even better when he grows up."
She didn't know if it was because they were both painters, although in different fields, but she felt that there was a sense of familiarity between her and little Arnold.
She likes this child very much.
And Yiyi.
Although Leng Huaijin is a frivolous and domineering person, he has indeed raised these two children very well. The children's mother must be a gentle and beautiful person.
But where is the children's mother?
The loss Qinghuan mentioned before was referring to the child’s mother. Is she no longer with us?
Shen Weiyang guessed in her heart, but did not mention these things to the child.
Children are very sensitive. If their mother is no longer around, they will definitely feel uncomfortable if you bring it up like this.
It doesn’t matter to her what the child’s mother is like, and it won’t matter to her if she knows, but it will be very hurtful to the child.
"Arnold, you're already very good at drawing. Do you want to learn from me?"
Without asking too many questions about the children's mother, she took little Arnold and little Yiyi to the easel and asked Arnold softly.
Arnold nodded, took Shen Weiyang’s hand and said, “I’m not good at body sketching, so let’s teach me together.”
Xiao Yiyi also nodded: "Although Arnold is very good, the teacher is even better. Learning never ends, and the teacher must also teach Arnold well."
Arnold can draw, and it was Shen Weiyang who taught him at the beginning. His great achievements are inseparable from Shen Weiyang.
Shen Weiyang didn't remember what happened before, so when she heard the two little guys believe in her like this, she couldn't help laughing and said, "Do you believe in the teacher's level so much? You haven't even seen the teacher's paintings."
In order to avoid saying too many mistakes and making Daddy unhappy, Xiao Yiyi cleverly did not answer Shen Weiyang's question, but pulled her to sit in front of the drawing board, then lay on her thighs obediently, looking at her with her bright big eyes.
"Then teacher, can you draw for us first? Let us see how good you are."
Shen Weiyang was of course happy to draw for the students first so that they could know her style, but she was a little troubled.
She looked at the somewhat introverted little Arnold and asked, "Arnold, what do you want the teacher to draw?"
Xiao Yiyi and Xiao Arnold are two siblings with very different personalities.
Yiyi is outgoing and clever, while A'nuo is reserved and careful. Shen Weiyang just wants to actively tease A'nuo and talk to him to liven up the atmosphere.
But unexpectedly, this little guy gave her a big problem.
Because he stretched out his little finger and pointed at his daddy, then looked at her with some hope and asked, "Teacher, can you draw my daddy?"
Shen Weiyang looked in the direction of his finger, and when she met the man's dark and deep eyes, her breath was choked and her cheeks felt inexplicably hot.
Why, why do I feel so anxious?
She immediately turned her head away to avoid looking at the man again.
"Arnold, the teacher is slow at sketching. Your dad should be going to work. I'd better let him take care of it..."
"I'm not busy, please go ahead, Mr. Shen."
As he said that, the man took a stool and sat down in front of her, as if he would let her draw whatever she wanted.
Shen Weiyang was silent for a while, and finally had to pick up the paintbrush and start painting.
She really wanted to refuse.
But if the children ask her later why she doesn’t want to draw their father, should she tell the children that it is because their father is a gangster and he kissed me forcibly before, which made me very uncomfortable?
Obviously, this cannot be said.
Shen Weiyang had no choice but to accept her fate and began to draw this man, tracing his unparalleled handsome features on the drawing paper.
But when she started to draw, she suddenly found that she seemed very familiar with the layout of his facial features, as if she had drawn this face many times before.
Her hands seemed to have an indelible muscle memory of this face.
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