It's another beautiful autumn.
The maple leaves in Xiangshan are turning red.
Ye Jianhua climbed up Xiangshan Mountain carrying his easel.
The maple leaves are like red butterflies circling and dancing in the air.
Ye Jianhua brought this beautiful scenery to paper.
In the red maple forest, a white figure suddenly broke into the scene at some point.
The originally monotonous picture suddenly became exciting.
Ye Jianhua captured the beautiful figure and quickly began to paint on the easel.
With just a few strokes, a beautiful back is outlined.
Mo Wanqing stood in the maple forest, admiring the falling maple leaves.
She admired the beautiful scenery very much.
While Mo Wanqing was enjoying the scenery, she didn't know that she had also become someone else's scenery.
Maple leaves decorated the picture in Mo Wanqing's eyes, and Mo Wanqing decorated the painting in Ye Jianhua's hands.
Xiangshan was the place where Ye Jianhua and Mo Wanqing met for the first time.
When Mo Wanqing turned around, she met Ye Jianhua's bright eyes.
The two people's eyes met in mid-air.
This young man is quite handsome.
Mo Wanqing's fair little face turned slightly red, and she nodded politely towards Ye Jianhua.
Ye Jianhua lowered his eyes and continued painting.
Mo Wanqing was a little embarrassed.
She also came out to collect materials and paint.
I didn't expect to meet colleagues here.
Others have already painted on it, and it’s not good for you to still be playing with leaves here.
Mo Wanqing hurried towards her drawing board.
…
Originally, the two of them should not have any intersection anymore.
After all, meeting someone among millions of people is not an easy thing.
Alas, fate is something that cannot be stopped even if one tries.
Mo Wanqing and Ye Jianhua met for the second time at an art exhibition held at the school.
And, what a coincidence, the place where the two met was right in front of the painting.
This art exhibition was held by the Academy of Fine Arts.
Mo Wanqing's father is a teacher at the Academy of Fine Arts.
She is also a student of the Academy of Fine Arts.
It just so happened that Mo Wanqing came to see her father during the art exhibition.
Among countless paintings, Mo Wanqing saw the maple leaf painting by Ye Jianhua at first sight.
Moreover, she saw herself in the painting.
This made Mo Wanqing suddenly think of the encounter on Fengshan Mountain.
Coincidentally, Mo Wanqing's father, Professor Mo, was walking towards her with Ye Jianhua.
Professor Mo was very happy to see his precious daughter.
"Wanqing, you're here?"
"Come and take a look at this painting. What do you think of it?"
Mo Wanqing and Ye Jianhua's eyes met again.
Mo Wanqing's face flushed slightly, and her voice was a little low, "It's a very good painting."
"Especially this back view," Professor Mo said with emotion, "the artistic conception is quite good."
"By the way, Xiaohua, this is my daughter, Mo Wanqing. She joined the sect earlier than you. You can call her Senior Sister."
"Junior Sister."
Ye Jianhua's voice was like a feather, gently scratching Mo Wanqing's heart, making her feel itchy.
"Yeah." Mo Wanqing responded softly.
"Come to think of it, Wanqing, you also painted a maple forest."
"You two can have some conversation."
"Wanqing is also a student of our school."
Ye Jianhua nodded and said politely to Mo Wanqing, "Then please teach me, Junior Sister."
"I don't dare to teach you anything." Mo Wanqing's ears turned red.
Being so close, Mo Wanqing could even smell a faint scent of soap on Ye Jianhua, which was particularly pleasant.
How could Ye Jianhua not notice Mo Wanqing's little daughter's behavior?
A smile flashed in his eyes.
Junior sister, you seem a little shy!
They happened to be studying the same major, and they had endless things to talk about when it came to painting.
As they talked, Mo Wanqing was surprised to find that the two of them still had a lot of topics to talk about.
Many of Ye Jianhua's ideas are very mature.
He was different from the gay men Mo Wanqing usually came into contact with.
Perhaps, this is the charm of personality!
Sometimes, it is so simple for love to derive from affection.
Later, the two had more and more contact, and Mo Wanqing slowly fell in love with Ye Jianhua.
A girl who falls in love is always particularly sensitive.
Mo Wanqing would be happy for a long time because of Ye Jianhua's small gesture.
She would also feel sad because of Ye Jianhua's neglect.
Just when Mo Wanqing was trying to muster up the courage to confess her feelings to Ye Jianhua, Ye Jianhua asked Mo Wanqing to go to Xiangshan.
It's another year when the maple leaves in Xiangshan turn red.
It's still the same position as before.
It’s still that maple forest.
Ye Jianhua looked at the place where Mo Wanqing once stood, and a flash of memory flashed in his eyes.
"Little Senior Sister, do you know?"
"Last year was the first time I saw such beautiful maple leaves. Each one was as red as fire."
"I originally thought these maple leaves were the most beautiful scenery I had ever seen."
"But when that white figure appeared before my eyes, I realized that she was the most beautiful scenery in the world."
Ye Jianhua's words made Mo Wanqing's heart beat violently.
A beautiful little face, sparkling with charming light.
Ye Jianhua turned around and looked at Mo Wanqing who had been standing beside him, his eyes so gentle.
"Beautiful Miss Mo Wanqing, I like you. Will you be my girlfriend?"
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