" It's not you? " She raised her head suddenly, her expression seemed to be more depressed, " That's my father, right? "
He stretched out his hand, stroked her hair, and said softly and softly, " Are you so unconfident? "
If Xiao Juanjin hadn't been in front of him, she would have been crying bitterly, but she held back herself and blinked, " I don't think anyone can understand that painting ..."
" I can understand it, not only me, but also Kangti Gallery who shoots paintings. " He stretched out his hand, as if to catch her tears that were about to fall, and said word by word, " Lele , many of us can see, your talent. "
The tear fell in due course and splashed on the skin on the back of the hand, scorching hot.
He looked at her and remembered that on this train, many years ago, th
