Xu Hen lay curled up on the ground, his body shrunk like a dead shrimp.

His whole body was shaking slightly, twitching from time to time, and his face was twisted, looking very painful.

But with a deep joy and affection.

Very weird.

Chen Yi slowly knelt down beside him and suddenly said, "You really love her."

"Of course...no one loves her more than me..."

Xu Hen's vision was blurred and his consciousness was also scattered.

He didn't know who was speaking, but he didn't care.

"Is she the one painted in "One Foot of Deep Red"?"

A few years ago, Xu Hen became famous in the painting world with a painting called "A Deep Red", which was a picture of a girl hanging alone on a wall.

Soon after, he once again established his reputation as a master with a picture of a girl called "One Inch of Lovesickness".

From then on, he only painted pictures of girls, and he always painted the same girl.

Every picture is amazing.

But it is also a pity because his pictures of girls are never sold. No matter how high the price is, no one can buy even one from him.

Therefore, the value of his paintings continues to increase in the market, but it is always difficult to find them.

The joy on Xu Hen's face became more and more intense, and the tenderness in his eyes was like thick ink that couldn't be melted away. He didn't know whether he was answering Chen Yi or talking to himself.

She just opened her mouth unconsciously, "That day...she was wearing that red dress..."

Chen Yi and several yellow uniforms just listened quietly to him telling a story intermittently...

The male protagonist of the story is naturally Xu Han himself.

The heroine is a girl named An Hongjia.

That day, the girl An Hongjia was wearing a red dress and waiting for the bus on the side of the road.

Xu Hen, who had just graduated and returned to Hong Kong, happened to drive by.

Unconsciously scanning the crowd, he saw the girl on the roadside because of the red dress.

It wasn't love at first sight, but the girl's clean smile impressed him deeply.

He wanted to keep this smile and use his pen...

But after he went back, he couldn't remember how he felt at that time, and he didn't make a single stroke the whole night.

So the next day he went to the place where he saw the girl early and waited on the roadside all morning, and sure enough he saw the girl again.

He just stayed in the car quietly, watching the girl until she got on the bus and left.

He didn't like to laugh, but he didn't realize it himself. At that time, he always had a very pleasant smile on his face.

It was this kind of comfort that made him deliberately drive by here every day from then on, and then stop and wait, just to take a look at the passing girl.

He would even drive his car, follow the moving bus, and look at the girl sitting by the car window.

Sometimes the girl is alone, sometimes with her companions, playing and fooling around, always with a smile on her face.

This smile made him addicted, and he couldn't forget it no matter what.

He thought he would continue like this, waiting and looking at it every day, until the painting that had never been written was completed.

Yes, that painting that was never finished was the excuse he made for his behavior.

Until one day, he parked the car on the side of the road as usual and sat in the car waiting for the girl to appear.

The girl appeared as usual.

But what happened next was a bit beyond his expectation.

The girl walked straight towards his car parked on the side of the road.

When he started to panic and be at a loss, the girl had already knocked on his car window, with a shy face, but boldly asked him if he was looking at her?

He was very flustered and embarrassed, but he still said yes.

The two have known each other since then.

We met in a sudden panic and shyness, but also seemed to have been destined to meet each other.

Later he found out that the girl actually noticed him once when she was walking along this road with her companions.

The young and handsome Xu Hen is the ideal partner of many women, so naturally there is a lot of talk and laughter about girlish thoughts.

Later, I slowly discovered that this person seemed to be there every day.

And he was watching her every time.

The girl who also had the shadow of hatred in her heart felt ashamed and happy amidst the teasing of her companions.

Finally, under the coaxing of his companions, he mustered up the courage to knock on his car window...

From then on, like all men and women who are heading towards or want to fall in love, they always have various reasons to meet.

It was also during this process that they fell in love naturally.

The girl, like him, studied art. She was a student at Nangang Academy of Fine Arts.

Like-minded people are in love with each other.

Therefore, their love is beautiful and makes others admire and envy them.

But just like some bloody TV dramas, all good things exist to be destroyed.

One day, they met together and took a shuttle bus to sketch in the mountains in the countryside.

On the way, there was a car accident.

He survived, but the girl died.

The shuttle bus was very old. The windows next to their seat could not be closed, and there were no seat belts.

A car like this should never be on the road.

But this has always been the way it has been for so many years.

No one cared about it, no one put forward any opinions, it just kept on being used.

During the car accident, the girl was thrown out of the car window and rolled onto the road.

He saw the girl lying in a pool of blood with his own eyes and never woke up again...

In fact, he was sitting by the window that day.

But he has been pampered since he was a child, and the reason why he can ride in this kind of car is because he is a girl.

While the car was driving, the wind blowing in through the window made him very uncomfortable, and it also carried an unpleasant smell of gas and oil, which was even more unbearable.

The girl saw his embarrassment, deliberately said she wanted to see the scenery, and changed places with him...

The moment the girl fell into a pool of blood, his eyes were filled with blood.

The red dress and red blood outline a blood-red color that can never be erased.

He went crazy and smashed the girl crazily in the hospital, but it was all in vain.

He guarded the girl's body and didn't let anyone get close...

In the end, the girl's blood and bones became the paint for his paintings...

The painting that has never been finished is finally completed.

That is "One Foot of Crimson"...

The painting brought him great fame, but he didn't care.

What he cares about is that the girl can stay with him forever...

Several people in yellow uniforms were very moved at first, but after listening to it, wisps of bone-chilling coldness kept coming out of their hearts.

Even though they were experienced in many battles and had faced many evil and terrifying things, they couldn't help but feel the hair on their backs stand on end.

Chen Yi had already made a guess in the factory, and when he went to the studio, his guess became clearer.

Only when I heard him say it himself did I finally understand.

Also because he had expected it, his expression at this time was still indifferent.

"Since you love her so much, why don't you die with her?"

Xu Hen curled up tighter and trembled harder, but he still smiled, "I can't... Hongjia bought my life with herself. I can't make her sad. I want to live well..."

"The first person you killed was to paint "One Inch of Love"?"

This is his second painting that shocked the world.

"She has so much beauty...one painting is not enough...it's really not enough...I want to paint all of her..."

"They should be happy to be part of her... shouldn't they..."
To be continued...