Chapter 932: R Country News (5)

However, just as Wushuang was holding Mu Jinchen's hand and preparing to leave, a man with pigtails and a beard, who looked like a typical street artist, ran over from the other end of the long street, his eyes wide open and looking slightly old and decadent. His eyes looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief.

After seeing Wushuang's face clearly, the takeout box in his hand stumbled to the ground. His lean and trembling hand wanted to touch Wushuang, but Mu Jinchen, who had sharp eyesight and quick hands, quickly pulled away.

The artist's clear eyes seemed to be glistening, and he could see his lips twitching, and in a hoarse voice from excessive smoking, he softly called out the name that seemed to be hidden deep in his soul, "Muxue..."

I don't know if it was because of the "Muxue" sound or the emotion shown in his eyes, but Wu Shuang was immediately dumbfounded. She stood still and looked at him, but she couldn't say a word. come out.

Mu Jinchen glanced at the person coldly. Thinking of Xia Muxue's wanderings over the years, he had heard that she seemed to be looking for someone. In just a moment, he could almost confirm the identity of this person.

"You got the wrong person!"

After saying these five words, he hugged Wushuang, who was still dazed, and walked forward.

But the man caught up and said reluctantly, "No, I won't admit my mistake. She is Muxue, she is Muxue..."

Seeing that his hand was about to touch Wushuang again, Mu Jinchen quickly separated the person. The coldness in his eyes became stronger and his aura was released a lot, "Sir, please respect yourself and look at the woman in your painting." At least the clothes are from decades ago. My wife is only in her early twenties, so how can she be the woman in your painting? "

There are quite a few artists. When Mu Jinchen said this, his mind instantly reacted, "So you at least know her. Otherwise, how would you know that the Mu Xue I am talking about is the woman in the painting?"

Mu Jinchen looked at him indifferently, without even blinking in his eyes, "Your question is really ridiculous. The woman in the painting is similar to my wife. You just saw my wife react like this. Isn't it difficult to guess? ?”

The artist didn't think Mu Jinchen was a liar, and the woman in front of him was indeed somewhat similar to Xia Muxue. However, upon closer inspection, she didn't seem to be that similar. He took a deep breath and asked again, "You really don't know each other?" she?"

"We don't know who she is you're talking about. Sorry, I'm in a hurry."

After Mu Jinchen said this, he hugged Wushuang and continued to move forward without looking back. Wushuang wanted to look back at that person, but Mu Jinchen held his head down and shook his head invisibly.

The artist looked at the back of the person in the dream who seemed to be out of sight, and murmured to himself, "How can there be such similar people in this world? Is it really just people who are similar?"

After a while, a light flashed in his head. Could that be Muxue's daughter?

But soon he shook his head and denied his thoughts, and murmured to himself again, "For a pure and pure person like Muxue, she has me in her heart, so naturally she will not marry anyone else."

Thinking of this, he walked back to the mural, picked up the takeout box that had just fallen to the ground, lightly patted the dust on it, and sat cross-legged on the ground, facing the woman in the painting, leisurely. Then he ate.

After a while, he seemed to have thought of something, and put down the lunch box in his hand. He immediately stood up, took the painting tools aside, and added to the mural he had been painting for ten days...