Chapter 365 You are beautiful, but the painting is not as good as you
Gu Nan held the bracelet and cried for a long time.
This alarmed Gu Jin, who was guarding the living room, and she forgot to even knock on the door. She rushed in in a hurry. She looked so alert that it was obvious that she had misunderstood that Chunyi had bullied Gu Nan.
Gu Nan cried and laughed, and finally managed to coax the person out.
Then, as she thought about Consultant Qing's life, her eyes welled up again.
She only lived for a short 36 years, but during those 36 years she traveled around, went through many hardships, was even imprisoned several times, and almost lost her life. It is hard to imagine how she survived all by herself.
Ask Qing, ask Qing, is she asking about the clear blue sky above her head?
Gu Nan was so distressed that he couldn't help himself. He looked over and over again before asking Chunyi: "Where's Lizhi? Is she doing well?"
"Lizhi's life is easier than Yinan's, but it's not much better either." Chunyi entered Lizhi's name in the search bar again.
Jiang Yunzhen.
Gu Nan nodded repeatedly, "This is a really good name..."
The next second, her words got stuck in her throat.
Because Jiang Yunzhen’s Baidu Encyclopedia is as follows: Jiang Yunzhen (January 2, 2014 - June 21, 2063), whose pen name is Litchi, is a dietary expert of the x generation.
The word is Litchi.
Gu Nan: “…”
Junyi: "Litchi loved to eat and was very talented in cooking. Before he died, he was about to go to the palace to be a royal chef."
Gu Nan sniffed. At least Lizhi got to eat something delicious, and lived longer than Wen Qing, which was not bad.
Although 49 years old is not considered a long life.
Gu Nan flipped through Lizhi's resume. Her life wasn't as rough as Chengzi Qing's, but it was also full of twists and turns. She had been in and out of the government office several times, and many times she had relied on Chengzi Qing to get her out.
Gu Nan turned back to the character relationship column and saw that the two girls, who had no father, no mother, no daughter and no husband, were good friends.
Just as Gu Nan expected, they looked out for each other and supported each other throughout their lives.
One person works hard to write lyrics, while the other delve into cooking. They each have their own strengths. Although it is hard, it is a way of life that they choose and can control their own destiny.
Gu Nan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and sobbed, "I will die without regrets if I can see the two of them appear together."
Junyi squeezed Gu Nan's hand and warned, "Don't talk nonsense."
Gu Nanzheng was so moved that he nodded repeatedly in agreement, bursting into laughter. "Seeing those two makes me so happy."
The corner of Junyi's mouth twitched, and he couldn't hold it back and laughed too.
The sharp eyebrows curved slightly, as if the snow was melting, what a beautiful spring scene.
He raised his hand to wipe away the tears on Gu Nan's face, "Don't be sad, I have met with them several times, and they are all very satisfied with the path they have chosen."
"Yinan always tells me every time she sees me that it's a good thing you didn't ask her to study the Four Books and Five Classics, otherwise she might not have found the path she wanted to take."
Books can deceive people, and the environment can tame people. If you want to freely choose the path you want to take, you must retain some of the wildness and sharpness of an animal.
Consultant Qing's reading is not limited to the Four Books and Five Classics. She reads a lot, thinks a lot, and is a little more perceptive. She is like a sword that cannot find a scabbard in that era, so sharp that it can cut all worldly things.
"And me." Jiang Wanying floated in from the window. "How can you erase my achievements?"
Gu Nan's eyes lit up. Jiang Wanying looked at him with a smile, but her tone was cold, "We picked up the doll together. Now that you're gone, shouldn't I take responsibility?"
Gu Nan's neck shrank. She was indeed not as good as Jiang Wanying in this matter.
It was all thanks to Consultant Qing’s conscience that she named herself Gu Yinan, otherwise no one would know her as Gu Nan.
Jiang Wanying flipped through the letters in the box. Her cool smile faded. She picked up the letter on top, a nostalgic and sad look on her face. "This letter was written by Yinan before she died. She passed away shortly after writing it, and I wasn't able to be with her."
It was a letter written during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the date of death recorded in the encyclopedia was also after the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Perhaps Consultant Qing was moved by this and wrote this farewell letter.
But at the end of the letter it was written: I miss you more than ever, so please forward this letter to me and let me know as soon as possible.
Before she died, she was still thinking about Gu Nan and hoped to get news from him as soon as possible.
Her life was full of ups and downs, but her heart remained as strong as ever.
"I haven't read these letters for a long time. Let's read them together?" Jiang Wanying suggested.
Gu Nan: "Okay."
Jiang Wanying picked up the box and noticed a scroll box next to it. She opened it and took out the scroll.
With a "whoosh" sound, the scroll spread out.
It's a painting.
The painting shows a woman in wedding dress, with beautiful hair and a gorgeous face, looking extremely bright and beautiful.
Jiang Wanying raised her eyebrows, "Wow, you even brought this painting down with you."
Gu Nan recognized the person in the painting as himself at a glance.
It was the afternoon of her wedding to Junyi in Shishan Village. She was sitting on the wedding bed while Junyi clumsily lifted the veil. This was a painting by Junyi, the wedding night from his perspective.
The painting has been carefully protected and is almost undamaged except for yellowing of the paper and slight creases.
"When was this painted?" Gu Nan asked.
Jiang Wanying: "Look for yourself. It's the Bingwu year, the same year Yinan died."
In other words, this painting is two hundred and eleven years old.
Gu Nan read it carefully over and over again, and when he saw the end, he exclaimed: "So you can draw."
The figures in this painting are lifelike and full of spirit. With just a few strokes, Gu Nan's face and expression are brought to life, which shows his amazing painting skills.
The words were addressed to Chunyi, but Jiang Wanying picked up on them. "He can't draw, what the hell? He told me he learned it later, and it took him more than ten years to dare to draw you."
"The painting is just passable. Not a masterpiece, but quite lifelike," Jiang Wanying commented bluntly. "But this one is the only good painting; the others aren't."
He has painted many Gu Nans, but the first one is the best.
It's like a person's limited spiritual energy is all melted into the paintbrush, and only when the inspiration flashes and the emotion is strong can this amazing stroke be created.
"He treasured this painting the most and kept it in a wooden house on the back mountain of Fayuan Temple. He finally decided to take it out and show it to you." Jiang Wanying raised her eyebrows and looked at Chunyi with a half-smile on her face as if to say: You kid really know how to show off.
Chunyi ignored Jiang Wanying's winks and just stared at Gu Nan.
Gu Nan looked at the painting of himself with curved eyes and a faint smile, and a subtle bitterness slowly rose in his heart, like a needle pricking pain, "It seems that the painting makes me look good."
"Really?" Jiang Wanying looked at the painting, then at Gu Nan, "It seems the painting really does look better."
Junyi, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly said, "You are pretty, but I can't draw as good as you."
No matter how beautiful a painting is, it is still a dead thing.
But the Gu Nan in front of him was alive, and even if he was scolding him with a cold face, he was still a thousand times more handsome than the person in the painting.
Gu Nan suppressed her tears and smiled, "I just thought you were praising me for my good looks. No wonder Chang Qing recognized me. It turns out you hung me in the back mountain."
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