Chapter 97 What the Heart Desires



He hoped that Big Brother Xie's legs would be healed one day, and that Fourth Brother Xie would come back one day.

So he drew a family portrait for Xie Yang, in which only Xie Yang's facial features were clear.

Brother Xie's back was visible as he accompanied Xie Yang. Not far away, there was a figure running towards them, but his facial features could not be seen clearly in the dazzling sunlight.

There was a pair of figures in the corner, so small that their appearance could not be seen clearly. All that could be seen was that they were a couple, looking at the three brothers.

Yun Feimiao realized belatedly that he used to think that he didn't have many wishes, but when he really thought about them, he found that he had endless wishes.

It turns out that he is also a little greedy.

He also drew the scene of all the disciples gathering together on the night he first joined the sect. He added Senior Brother Ye Zheng who was late and Second Senior Sister Feng Xiaoyue who was absent, and omitted Luo Shuangbai who was always there.

After finishing the painting, he nodded with great satisfaction.

Then he drew a scene where all the people in Jian Xiaofeng were practicing together among the waterfalls, a scene where the new disciples were attending classes together, and a scene where all the disciples were flying on swords together.

He liked this lively and joyful atmosphere very much, and unknowingly painted many more, but he automatically omitted Luo Shuangbai in each one.

Seeing him can easily affect your mood, so it’s better for him not to show up from beginning to end.

During this period, the paintbrush that had initially ignored Yun Feimiao tried countless times to get into Yun Feimiao's palm, but Yun Feimiao was too lazy to pay attention.

He had no trust in this pen at all. What if a pen that could move on its own deliberately messed up and destroyed his painting?

Given his personality, he either doesn't paint at all, or if he does, he must focus and paint to the best of his ability.

The pen that kept twisting in his hand only disturbed him.

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