very close to the clouds

Chapter 105

When camping, the charcoal fire was gone, Shen Yanbai was ordered to go back to the car to get the charcoal fire, and met a little fan of his own.

The little fans blushed with excitement, but they didn't dare to rush forward to ask for autographs and group photos. They hesitated for a long time, and finally Shen Yanbai took the initiative to ask: "Do you know me?"

"I know you!" The little fan who was afraid of disturbing him rushed forward and said, "I, I like you very much! I have liked you for nearly ten years!"

"Let's take a photo." Shen Yanbai asked proactively, "If you don't mind."

"I don't mind too much!!" The little fan took out his mobile phone and switched it to selfie mode, "I watch every movie and TV series of Baibai, but now you don't post much on Weibo, sometimes I want to see you , I can only go to Cloud's Weibo to find your clues."

Shen Yanbai smiled and said, "You guys still know how to find it on Cloud's Weibo."

"Of course," the fan said with a grin, "but Cloud rarely posts on Weibo, so... Hey, just a few photos, we looked at them over and over again, and they almost rotted. We don't even know how many grasses are on the ground. counted."

Shen Yanbai asked her curiously: "How many?"

Unexpectedly, the fans actually answered: "820 nine!"

Shen Yanbai could only give her a thumbs up in admiration.

After taking a few group photos, the fans put their phones back into their pockets excitedly, and said naturally: "Bai Bai, we are all very happy that you can find something you really like to do, and there is someone who really likes you."

Shen Yanbai hugged her.

"Be happy with Mr. Cloud all the time~" The little fan is also a true fan, and he didn't want to disturb Shen Yanbai too much, so he left after saying what he wanted to say.

Shen Yanbai stood there for a while, watching the other party leave, and then pulled up the trunk, which was filled with all kinds of sundries, everything from compressed biscuits to windproof jackets.

After searching for a long time, he finally found a painting in the crack of the trunk. When he opened it, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Lao Zeng was roasting his brains, biting a bunch of pork belly and staring at Shen Yanbai, he asked vaguely, "What are you holding?"

"Secret." Shen Yanbai carried the painting to look for Jiang Zhongyu not far away.

Jiang Zhongyu, who was painting oil, raised his eyes to look at him, and his eyes paused on the painting in Shen Yanbai's hand. Suddenly, he thought of something, covered his lips and coughed several times.

"Jiang Zhongyu." Shen Yanbai hugged the painting and walked over, "What is this?"

"...I drew it casually when I was bored before." Jiang Zhongyu said to stop Shen Yanbai from opening the drawing.

As a result, Shen Yanbai directly pulled the painting away.

The background is clouds.

But the cloud is not the point, the point is the person on the painting, Shen Yanbai is lying on the ground sleeping, behind him is a scene of blue and pure white intertwined, the world seems to be quiet because of this.

"Is it me who drew it?" Shen Yanbai asked him, "And it was drawn on the day you took me to see the clouds. You were always drawing me when I fell asleep?"

Jiang Zhongyu coughed twice again, and said "hmm".

"So you were actually..."

"Much earlier." Jiang Zhongyu patted his head and said, "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm curious when you were interested in me." Shen Yanbai said, "Why is this painting in the trunk?"

"At that time... when I was taking you to the airport," Jiang Zhongyu sighed, and explained, "I planned to give you the painting that morning, but I didn't dare to send it later, so I kept it in the trunk and planned to find it. An opportune time for you."

"It was discovered by me in the end." Shen Yanbai pouted, "You didn't take the initiative at all."

"I'll give it to you now." Jiang Zhongyu said in a particularly easy-going manner, "Is that all right?"

"I don't accept it," Shen Yanbai refused, "You are too dishonest. If I want to receive a gift, I need a new one. How long have you been painting this painting?"

Having said that, Shen Yanbai still treasured and rolled up the painting well, and put it under the front row of the car.

In any case, this painting let him know that Jiang Zhongyu had never been unresponsive in those days when he was going forward bravely and taking countless steps.

In fact, they go both ways.

The author says:

There should be another episode