Chapter 117.3: The Research Fanatic Who Lost His Child (3)
Every morning, when he pushed his cart, he would feel tired. The figure in the painting, had an expression as if he was full of hope for the future. Warm golden light reflected on him through the gate. It made his face look as if it had been illuminated. The look soothed his heart.
As he looked at the painting, Zhou Chuchu was standing to the side. She tenderly looked at Wang Xuan, whose slightly rounded eyes were shining brightly at himself in the painting. Her eyes were full of fondness.
Yes, this boy loved drawing since he was a child. At that time, while she was painting, he would sit quietly with his little toy. He would look up at the painting from time to time, and would sometimes clap his hands excitedly when he saw a color he liked.
Her eyes began to weep again. Fortunately, the room was dark, and Zhou Chuchu hastily wiped it. It didn’t attract Wang Xuan’s attention, as he was still focusing on the painting.
Wiping away her tears, her heart softened, and she gently said, “If you like the painting, you can take one back with you later.”
When Wang Xuan heard that, he turned around and waved his hand, indicating that he didn’t want to.
The paintings were so good, they must be expensive. He already received a lot of help from Mr. and Mrs. Lin, how could he ever ask for more?
“It’s okay, you’re in the paintings. It’s kind of like using your likeness, you can consider it as payment. Besides, I paint every day and there are many of these paintings.”
Zhou Chuchu’s eyes were full of tenderness as she looked at her son. Seeing that Wang Xuan was still trying to refuse, she simply took the painting that Wang Xuan had been looking at so intensely and stuffed it into his hands.