Chapter 1675 Beautiful Stone(2/2)
The young man sighed again.
He thought he was so lucky that he picked up such a beautiful stone for nothing.
Sure enough, if it's not yours, it's not yours.
I have suffered for so many days.
There is only... "Ah!"
The young man shouted.
Meeting Xiao Xiao's questioning gaze, the young man sneered, "I just suddenly remembered..."
"No wonder I never hear any noise at home."
"This is also the reason why I have never seen a psychiatrist."
"If I can hear voices from morning to night, I will definitely go to a psychiatrist even if I don't want to."
"Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't even be able to get a good rest, right?"
Young people are a little scared.
"That would be really tragic."
Thinking about it this way, the young man's reluctance to let go of the stone eased a lot.
Although a stone is good, it is just a stone.
He also has no ability to take possession of it.
...
The young man picked up the box of stones.
Looking closely, the young man can even vaguely outline the lines on the petals.
It is indeed a monster's favorite thing.
The young man sighed, and then he closed the lid.
You don't have to look at it because you can't bear to let it go.
…
"Xiao-"
The young man looked up and did not see Xiao Xiao.
He was stunned.
He turned his gaze and saw Xiao Xiao at the end of the bed.
…
Xiao Xiao raised his eyes and looked at a painting hanging on the wall.
It is a horizontal scroll ink painting.
The paintings are of common mountains and flowing water.
The mountains are towering and the water flows swiftly.
The mist lingering over the water in the mountains is a bit out of this world.
The rocks are rugged and there are splashes of water.
The person viewing the painting felt as if water vapor was blowing on his face, and a cool feeling mixed with the breath of mountain vegetation enveloped his whole body.
…
"This is what my grandfather painted."
The young man walked to Xiao Xiao's side.
He also looked up at the painting.
"Your grandpa draws very well."
Xiao Xiao smiled.
this painting……
His eyes slowly scanned every inch of the screen.
…
"right?"
The young man laughed and said, "Everyone who has seen my grandfather's paintings says they are good."
"This painting was a gift from my grandfather when I found a job and moved out to live alone. He asked me to hang it in the house to prevent my house from looking too shabby."
"Don't tell me, even though it's just a painting, the house does look much more classy all of a sudden."
The young man looked around his bedroom.
The only decoration is this painting.
The stone must be returned to its original owner.
Maybe he can go to the store later to see if there are similar stones, buy one, and put it on the bedside table.
Of course, the premise is that the price is within his affordability range.
He has never bought a stone before, and he doesn't know whether it is expensive...
...
"Classmate Xiao."
The young man finally came up with a reluctant title.
"Let's go and return the stone to the monster first."
Chapter completed!