"Then I...painted?"

It pointed to the painting on the easel.

Because of the accident just now, it has been resting for a long time.

…

"Um."

Xiao Xiao nodded, "You can draw it."

…

Seeing that the scholar was concentrating on painting again, Xiao Xiao also walked towards the living room.

...

Zhou Yao sat on the sofa with his head hanging.

Zhao Lu was standing aside but stopped talking.

He looked confused about what he wanted to say but didn't know what to say.

...

Xiao Xiao gently patted Zhao Luzheng on the shoulder.

Zhao Luzheng turned around.

Seeing that it was the third brother, he couldn't help showing a look of relief on his face.

In any case, Third Brother saw and heard the whole thing more clearly than him.

If you want to say something to Zhou Yao, Third Brother should be more suitable than him.

...

Xiao Xiao smiled at Zhao Luzheng.

He sat down on the single sofa next to Zhou Yao.

"Zhou Yao."

He called out warmly.

...

Zhou Yao still lowered his head.

There was no reaction to Xiao Xiao's words.

He was a little disinterested.

There was also some physical and mental exhaustion.

The back is slightly hunched.

The answer he had been waiting for for so many years...

do not remember......

It's really a good thing that I don't remember.

He suddenly regretted it.

Why did he come to this yard?

If he hadn't come to this courtyard, he wouldn't have seen that painting, and he wouldn't have reunited with his long-lost teacher.

Then, everything still remains his speculation.

He can speculate as much as he likes.

There will be no disappointment.

There will be no...sadness.

...

"Zhou Yao."

Xiao Xiao didn't mind being ignored by the other party.

He called the other person's name again.

"Do you know the identity of your teacher?"

...

The teacher’s... identity?

Zhou Yao was stunned subconsciously.

Then I thought, what does the teacher’s identity have to do with him?

No matter what the teacher's status is, there is no reason for the teacher to forget him.

Did you forget your students because of the art exhibition?

How could there be such a teacher in the world?

Or is it that all geniuses are unique?

The teacher is a genius.

There is no doubt about this.

So, he needs to understand the teacher, right?

Understand his forgetfulness of himself.

actually......

He somewhat understood what the teacher said.

The teacher likes painting so much.

Forgetting other things in order to paint... is not surprising.

The teacher is obsessed with painting to this extent.

But, even so...

Intellectual understanding and acceptance...

Emotionally...

He still needs some time.

He still needs more time... to face the answer to his status in the teacher's heart.

...

"It's a monster."

...

Zhao Luzheng opened his mouth wide.

He had roughly guessed the identity of Teacher Zhou Yao before.

Although he got confirmation from the third brother, he was still surprised.

But what surprised him even more now was that the third brother simply told Zhou Yao about Teacher Zhou Yao's identity as a monster?

No foreshadowing at all?

...

It took Zhou Yao a moment to realize what the class monitor meant.

But I still feel a little confused.

He received too much information today and had too many emotional ups and downs, and his brain was a little overloaded.

He hit his head hard.

He slowly raised his head.

The eyes are red.

He just lowered his head.

A large part of the reason is to cover red eyes.

I can barely hold it in the yard.

As soon as he approached the living room and sat down on the sofa, his tears finally fell.

...

It's so embarrassing.

But he didn't even dare to wipe it.
Chapter completed!