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Chapter 1409

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After a few days, Gu Shengyin went to see Qiao Zhihe again.

The seventeen-year-old little Nian wore a white shirt. He was so clean that he looked like a handsome young man from a manga.

When he saw Gu Shengyin, Qiao Zhihe was delighted.

He showed his latest painting to Gu Shengyin. It was a bunch of sunflowers that bloomed in the sun.

Gu Shengyin looked at the painting for a long time. Qiao Zhihe's painting looked a little different from his person.

No matter who saw this young man, they would think that he was the kind of gentleman described in the books.

But in his painting, there was no such temperament at all. Instead, it was very passionate and unrestrained, as if he was always pursuing something tirelessly.

He was a very talented painter.

Not only Gu Shengyin thought so, but many old seniors in the painting world also thought highly of this young junior.

Even Qiao Zhihe's parents, after seeing the talent that their son showed, never asked him to go into business again.

Such a pure artistic soul was born to paint.

"It's a beautiful painting." Gu Shengyin praised.

Qiao Zhihe heard his praise, and his eyes showed a deep smile.

Gu Shengyin turned to look at him. The young man had a vibrant smile, and his smile could easily infect others.

She suddenly had a desire to confide in him.

"Little He, do you want to take a walk in the mountains with me?" She asked.

Qiao Zhihe nodded. In fact, as long as he was with Sister Death, he was willing to go anywhere.

Gu Shengyin reached out to him. Qiao Zhihe's eyebrows trembled, and then he reached out his slender hand and gently put it on the black glove.

A cold feeling passed through the glove.

Sister Death's body was always so cold, just like … …

Qiao Zhihe turned his head and looked at Death, who was always hidden in the hood.

It was as if Sister Death's entire divine spirit gave people the feeling.

His body flew up lightly. Qiao Zhihe floated in the void and looked at the lights below his feet.

He was no stranger to such experiences. But no matter how many times he experienced it, he still held the same anticipation and joy.

Because it was only at this time that he could get so close to Sister Death.

Gu Shengyin really took him to a mountain.

On a summer night, the heat of the day had faded away. Coupled with the cool breeze at the top of the mountain, it was very refreshing.

Qiao Zhihe looked around. It was very dark, and the only light was the brilliant lights in the distance. That was the city he lived in. From such a distance, he could only see an endless belt of light.

Seeing him subconsciously approach her, Gu Shengyin thought that Qiao Zhihe did not dare to approach her because it was too dark.

She thought for a moment, and her divine sense moved slightly.

In an instant, countless tiny specks of light rose from the forest and wandered around the two of them.

Although these lights were weak, when combined together, they still illuminated the place.

Qiao Zhihe's eyes widened. He looked at the sky full of fireflies in shock and was speechless for a long time.

He had never seen such a beautiful scene.

He turned sideways and saw that the cloak on the head of the person beside him had been taken off, and the black sickle in her hand had disappeared without a trace.

"Sister Death?" His face was a little red.

But Gu Shengyin only thought that he was excited because of the beautiful scene in front of him.

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Eight o 'clock.

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