Chapter 10: Night Journey of the Mind and Spirit.

Outside the study, it's already dark. A large dark cloud looms overhead, resembling a trapped beast, emitting a deep trembling sound. The entire sky feels heavy, and the atmosphere becomes increasingly oppressive.

Li Xianling's face turned pale, her eyes filled with fear. The experience just now made her heart race, as if she was about to be completely swallowed by the painting. Even now, she couldn't be sure if she was in the painting or in reality.

The carp in the bright light seems to be calling out to her, wanting to say something to her, but then the light disappears, and darkness fills her vision. The carp can no longer be clearly seen, but its outline remains in her eyes, a lingering impression left by a deep impression, lasting for a long time.

The door of the study is not closed. It seems that no one has come in after I left during the day, so the door has been left as it was when I left. Li Qingling also did not feel anything wrong, but she became somewhat worried. When the storm comes suddenly, I wonder if the books and paintings in the study will be disturbed by the storm.

A flash of lightning, a thunderous roar, more magnificent than any previous thunder, startled Lixin's heart, suddenly awakened, and the silver carp disappeared, not knowing whether it returned to the painting or entered its own body.

However, at this time, the rain was pouring heavily and thunder was rumbling. The room of Lu Fangqing was pitch black and there was no sound. Li Qianling shook her head and did not disturb him. She walked to the study room by herself.

As the words "First..." were about to be spoken, they were cut off by the scene that followed. Li Qianling noticed that beneath the carp painted by Lu Fangqing, there was another piece of paper. The paper was not blank, but filled with vividly drawn figures that formed a lifelike portrait of a person, not a carp. Li Qianling could hardly believe her eyes. The figure in the painting was so lifelike that it seemed to be the real person. She murmured uncertainly, "Is this...me?"

Li Xianling looked at Lu Fangqing with an incredible expression in her eyes. She noticed that he was frowning and had stopped the pen in his hand, as if he was dissatisfied with the painting he had just made. Then he lifted the painting and without hesitation...! ...tore it apart!

It's raining. Lufang Qing's eyes were distant, looking at the dark and oppressive sky. Inside the dark clouds, lightning flashed, and the rumbling sound made people uneasy. But Lufang Qing was lost in memories. It was a night fifteen years ago, as if the weather was the same. "Fifteen years, time flies."

The gift of water chestnut can feel the joy of the carp, seemingly because of its arrival. This joy gradually fades the sadness in its heart, and the initial fear has also slowly dissipated.

It seems that I am really a bit tired. It is precisely because of this fatigue that I can see that illusion. After resting, I feel refreshed, but there is still some time before dawn.

Lufangqing's door is tightly closed. Li Qianling walked past the door and paused for a moment.

The lightning flashed one after another, shining through the window. The room flickered a few times. Li Qianling's eyes twitched, and her eyebrows lightly furrowed. This brightness made her feel dazzling.

Boom!!

Deeply touched in the heart, I inexplicably felt a wave of sadness. This kind of sadness is very distant, giving her the feeling that it comes from a long, long time ago. It is so profound, yet so nostalgic, that it made Li Xianling take another step forward involuntarily.

Li Xianling ultimately didn't say anything. With a mind full of doubts, she returned to her own chamber and gradually felt a bit tired. Her eyes closed weakly, her breathing gradually became steady, and before long she entered into a dreamland.

In the heart, there was uncertainty and doubt, but then I was immediately attracted by Lu Fangqing's focused expression on painting. With a turn of the eyes, Li Qianling walked over lightly.

Sir, what are you drawing?

Just as the words were spoken, Lu Fangqing suddenly turned his head and looked at her. The expression in his eyes was extremely complex, a gaze that had been sought and missed for a long time, a mixture of admiration and regret, so intense, as if a surging tide was about to engulf the entire person of Li Qianling.

However, despite the worries, Li Qianling still took another step forward. With a loud bang, she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. Immediately after, a flash of lightning brightened her vision, and the carp appeared again. However, its movements and form were different from before. Li Qianling's heartbeat accelerated once again as she approached step by step.

The water chestnut moved forward again, wanting to take a closer look. She was eager to know whether the scene that happened during the day was true or false, an illusion or reality.

Suddenly, I really want to go to the study and take a look. Li Qianling involuntarily took a step towards it.

Li Qianling stepped forward and then froze. She saw a lively carp swimming on the blank paper that Lu Fangqing was painting on. That carp seemed to possess life and even thoughts. It could communicate with her and be close to her, just like the carp from a moment ago.

Li Qianling looked at the carp painting, and suddenly her heart skipped a beat. She quickly turned around, and at the same time as a flash of lightning, a steady figure stood by the easel, holding a brush and ink.

As soon as I walked into the study, a bolt of lightning flashed, and the carp painting hanging on the west wall caught my eye, surprising me.

"Sir!?" Li Xianling was initially delighted, but did not expect that Lu Fangqing was also here. However, immediately after that, she was shocked and found it unbelievable. Judging from Lu Fangqing's appearance, he had been painting here for a long time. However, when she just entered the study, she did not see him. If she had been lost in thought for too long, did he also see what happened just now?"

Go forward, take a few steps and stop again. Li Qingling felt scared because the closer she got, the more she could feel the carp's call. Although she didn't hear any sound, the feeling became stronger and stronger. If this is not an illusion, what will happen to her? What should she do?

Lixianling felt relieved, with a calm demeanor, and occasionally twitched the corners of her mouth a few times, sleeping soundly.

That painting suddenly emitted a faint silver light, like the radiance of moonlight falling. However, it is currently pouring outside, and moonlight cannot penetrate through. There is only one explanation: the silver light is emitted by the carp painting itself.

The sound of rain is louder. Such heavy rain is extremely rare. They say that the weather in June, like a child's face, unexpectedly went from clear skies during the day to pouring rain at night. And since I fell asleep during the day, I slept until late at night.

Upon seeing Lu Fangqing, Li Xianling truly breathed a sigh of relief. Whether in the painting or in reality, as long as the master was present, she could feel at ease. She hurriedly walked over.

Lixian Ling suddenly opened her eyes, sat up, and her heart was pounding. As soon as she woke up, the beautiful melody formed by the sound of the pouring rain dissipated instantly. The "rustling" sound became clearer and more noisy. Outside, lightning flashed continuously, accompanied by thunderous roars. Lixian Ling suddenly lost her sleepiness. She put on her coat, sat restlessly in the room, feeling agitated. She opened the door and walked out.

As she took a step forward, suddenly a carp with a silver glow emerged from the painting and swam to her side, flipping and playing around her.

Lu Fangqing kept painting with his brush, but there was no response.

Mr. ... ...

The sound of rustling rain is constantly heard, forming a symphony, which is not disturbing to peaceful dreams, but rather conducive to sleep.

Li Xianling was eager to tell Lu Fangqing about what had just happened to her, but hesitated when the words came to her lips. The incident that had just occurred was really bizarre, and she didn't know if telling her teacher would only lead to his punishment. Moreover, she had hung up her teacher's painting without permission and had become suspicious, which was disrespectful to her teacher. Therefore, she didn't know how to speak for a moment.

Turning around the corner at the end of the hallway in front of the study, I saw Lu Fangqing standing at the door of his room, looking up at the sky.

Sir ... ....