Hu You said that the person in the painting did not look like him, but in fact he had already admitted it in his heart.

Why is there such a painting in Huang Ling’s home?

Judging from the yellowing degree of the paper, this painting will definitely not be a painting. It is not an exaggeration to say that it has a history of twenty years, and it may not be necessary to do it for thirty years.

Hu You stared at the painting for five or six minutes, and his eyes moved to the woman in the painting. The woman in the painting was wearing a purple silk skirt, with a strong sense of bookishness all over her body, and she was holding a child who was still in her infancy in her arms.

This painting should have been made by a master. The child was only a little bit big, and it was actually very vivid, especially the child's big, smart eyes seemed to be rumbling around, very cute.

Lin Zhengfeng guessed: "It seems that the painting of a family of three is a family of three, um..."

Lin Zhengfeng said that when he was 1st Middle School, he suddenly looked at Hu You and joked halfway: "Look at the child's eyes, it looks very similar to you, it's not you."

"Nervous." Hu You cursed Lin Zhengfeng. However, the thunder in his heart could not stop it. Before Lin Zhengfeng said this, this question had already flashed through his mind.

But is this possible?

Hu You denied it in his heart. No matter how much the painting looks like him, it would not have anything to do with him. He is not a person from this world. If others don’t know it, don’t he know it himself?

Hu You kept denying the reason in his heart, but another thought arose in his heart. The scenes he dreamed of when he met Shi Gong appeared again. What if the world in his memory was fake?

"It's time to eat." Huang Ling shouted softly outside the hall door.

"I finally have something to eat, and I'm almost starving to death." Lin Zhengfeng was already hungry and weak all over. At the moment of food, no matter what you draw or not, fill your stomach first.

Hu You didn't feel at all about eating now. He wanted to ask Huang Ling, where did the painting come from and who was the person who was the painting?

He wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask. He couldn't tell what he was afraid of. In short, he really hoped that he had never seen that painting or even had never been to this place.

Many of the food on the table were made by Huang Ling himself. Lin Zhengfeng ate it very well, but Hu You was like eating wax. He just mechanically filled the rice into his mouth, and was still thinking about the painting in his mind.

After dinner, Huang Ling suggested that Hu You and Lin Zhengfeng stay for one night and leave. Lin Zhengfeng did not answer, but looked at Hu You. Hu You nodded hesitantly when Huang Ling looked at him. There were too many things here that Hu You did not have the answer. He knew that even if he did not stay this time, he would find another opportunity in the future. Since he had not come, he had already come for one night. So what would happen if he had stayed there?

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It was already late at night, and Hu You hid in Chuáng without any sleepiness. He often did this when the war was tense. However, the insomnia tonight had nothing to do with the war.

He couldn't sleep, so Hu You got up. He lit the oil lamp and came to the huā hall again.

Living in someone else's house and not sleeping around at night is a very impolite behavior. However, Hu You can't control so much now.

Under the dim light, the portrait of the family of three appeared in front of Hu You again. Hu You's eyes focused on the child. Lin Zhengfeng was right, the child's eyes were really very similar to his. Whether it was in terms of eyes, outline, or even size, it was

There is no difference at all.

"What's going on?" Hu You murmured to himself. There was no signature on the painting, nor did he have a period, which made it more difficult for him to judge.

"You seem to be very interested in this painting. It's so late, so I'm still here to appreciate it." Huang Ling's voice sounded behind Hu You.

In fact, when Huang Ling first stepped into the huā hall, Hu You could already feel the sound of her footsteps.

The reason why Hu You didn't avoid it was because he wanted to know the answer.

"This is a very good painting." Hu You replied.

"I can't tell, you know how to draw." Huang Ling smiled and said, "It seems that I'm not that accurate in collecting the Young Marshal's intelligence."

Hu You said in his heart: Now even I am almost out of my mind.

"It's not a lot to know. This painting is hanging here, and the people in the painting must be your family." Hu You asked. He tried his best to suppress his emotions, but his voice still trembled.

"That's right." Huang Ling shrugged.

"What does it mean?" Hu You said anxiously. Yes, it's not, it's not your answer, it's intentionally making people anxious.

"You seem to care about this very much." Huang Lingqi said.

"Friends should care about each other." Hu You made a fuss. God knows how nervous he was at this moment.

"It's very late, go to bed...Huang Ling left Hu You with a stunned answer, turned around and left.

Hu You stopped Huang Ling, but he didn't move. What could he say when he stopped her? Should he ask her what the person in the painting had to do with her, or if the child in the painting was him?

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That night, Hu You stood upright in front of the painting, thinking a lot, but in the final analysis, he didn't think about anything.

Because he didn't dare to think, he was afraid that he would fall into it as he thought about it, and even go crazy.

"Hey, I thought you went there, so I used to be here. After breakfast, how about we walk around." Lin Zhengfeng said to Hu You.

Yesterday he wanted to see what this civilized world looked like, but yesterday he was so tired that even if there was gold on the ground, he didn't want to pick it up.

"I won't go, you can go by yourself." Hu You sat on the chair, drinking tea pretended to be. He sat in the chair the moment Lin Zhengfeng came in. He didn't want Lin Zhengfeng to know what he was missing.

"Don't you go?" Lin Zhengfeng said: "We came here with great difficulty. Didn't we just want to understand what the environment is here? Now you say you can't go? Hu You, you are not sick, right?"

"I'm very good, don't pay attention to me." Hu You opened Lin Zhengfeng's hand. It's not a woman. Why are you afraid of being afraid of stretching your head?

"You are really strange." Lin Zhengfeng was puzzled. When he looked up and saw the painting, he suddenly said, "I understand, you are still thinking about this painting. Could it be that what does the person in this painting really have to do with you?"

Hu You felt ache in his heart. This was exactly the answer he wanted to know. Is it related or not? Can anyone tell him?

Yes, Huang Ling must know!

Hu You decided to look for Huang Ling. No matter what, he had to figure out this matter. No matter what the answer was, he could not continue like this. Otherwise, Hu You were afraid that he would go crazy.

When Hu You tried to find a way to help Lin Zhengfeng go and Hu You went to find Huang Ling, he learned from the servant that Huang Ling had gone out and would not be able to come back tomorrow.

The guest is still there, but the host actually ran away. What is this?

Hu You cursed in his heart a little resentful. When he went back to look at the painting, Hu You was afraid that he would go crazy.

Lin Zhengfeng had already left the house again. Hu You thought about it and decided to go out for a walk. Maybe changing the environment will make his mind clearer.

This is Hu You, the country of porcelain, came here for the first time, but he does not feel unfamiliar with it at all.

Both the buildings here and the people here give him a sense of intimacy. To be honest, he doesn't like this feeling very much, because the more this happens, the more likely the painting will have to do with him.

Now, Hu You himself couldn't explain clearly whether he hoped that the painting had something to do with him, or he hoped that the painting was just an ordinary painting and had nothing to do with him.

There were many people on the street and the sun was bright, but Hu You felt very cold. He walked aimlessly on the street, crossing one street, Hu You didn't know where he should go. For the first time in his life, he hoped someone would guide him in a direction.

Ruthless Bar!

Four large golden characters appeared in Hu You's sight.

ruthless?

How can people be truly ruthless when they live in the world?

Hu You cursed in his heart that the bar owner could not name the name, but he walked in without controlling his steps. It might be better if he had some wine.

The ancient decoration, Wuqing, does not have the luxury in similar ways, nor does Hu You remembers the subwoofer. There are only ones here, and it seems that ruthless people are destined to be lonely.

As soon as Hu You sat down at Batai, he didn't even say he could drink any wine. The bartender slammed and placed a large glass of wine in front of Hu You.

"The name of wine is ruthless. Drink it. If you drink it, you will have no worries." said the bartender.

"If this is true, it would be a good thing." Hu You said, taking the wine glass and taking a big sip. The wine tastes good and it tastes a bit like beer, but it is not very different. No matter what, I drink it first.

After a few sips, Hu You finished filling the wine in his hand and pointed to the empty glass at the bartender. The bartender nodded and filled the wine with him.

An ugly singing came from behind, and a big man drank and sang and cried while drinking. The people on the side ignored him. The bartender seemed to have become used to it and did not react.

His main job is to pay attention to whoever needs wine if his glass is empty. He doesn't care about other things, and he doesn't even care whether the drinker has brought money or not. He doesn't ask if he asks. He will pour wine for whoever needs it.

Hu You stopped drinking three cups. Wine is a good thing, but it is not like this. He has not yet been able to drown his sorrows by drinking alcohol, and he is not that kind of person.

With a little drunkenness, Hu You left Wuqing. There were still so many people on the street, but the sun had already set. The day in the porcelain country seemed to be very short, while the night was extremely long.

When Hu You came back, Lin Zhengfeng had already returned first. When he saw Hu You, he complained about Hu You, and the general meaning was that Hu You would not be with him when he went out. Hu You listened quietly and had no reaction.

"Where are you going?" Lin Zhengfeng couldn't help but ask when he saw Hu You walking back.

"Sleep." Hu You replied. He decided not to look at the painting tonight. He wanted to have a good sleep. When he woke up, Huang Ling should come back, and he could just ask her what was on the painting. This time, whether Huang Ling said or not, Hu You would let her say it, even if it was using any means.

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Maybe it was because I had made a decision in my heart, maybe it was because of the effect of alcohol, Hu You fell asleep immediately as soon as he lay on the chuáng, and he was the kind that he didn't even have a dream.

"It's so comfortable." Hu You stretched out his big waist and felt like it was dawn. It's been a long time since he hadn't been there.

"Okay, Hu You, it's time to find the true image." Hu You said to himself in the mirror. At this time, he had recovered his true image.

"Hu You, what are you doing?" Lin Zhengfeng looked at Hu You with surprise.

"What do you do?" Hu You's mouth held a confident smile.

"Have you revealed your true body? Don't you know that it will be very dangerous once people are tolerated!" Lin Zhengfeng said anxiously. He found that Hu You was too abnormal today. No, since he saw the painting, he said that he had never seemed to be normal.

"So what? Life always encounters all kinds of dangers. We should avoid some dangers, and some dangers are something we must face head-on. Has Huang Ling returned?"

"Are you back?" Lin Zhengfeng was not sure, he was just starting out.

“Just come back.

"Hu You smiled faintly and said, "Let's go, let's have breakfast."

"Can you tell me?" Hu You pointed to the person on the drawing and pointed at his face. With this face alone, he should be qualified to know something. "What do you want to know?" Huang Ling asked. She had seen Hu You's face just now while having breakfast, and it seemed calm.

"I want to know everything I should know." Hu You said calmly.

"For example?" Huang Ling's eyes also turned to the painting. She could understand Hu You's mood, but who could understand her mood?
To be continued...