Chapter 3 third quarter

Click, click, click, click, click, click—Facing the drawing paper on the table, my mother stubbornly poked with the tip of a pencil.There are light green flowers dancing in front of the leaves of the mountain white bamboo.Cold anxiety lingered in my chest, and I said to my mother's back: "Mom, when did you see that thing?" Mother stopped writing for a moment and stared at the drawing paper.I thought she would stay in a daze for a while, but unexpectedly she took out the blue pencil and started drawing again.In the luxuriant bamboo forest, my mother drew a person.His appearance was ugly, and his face and clothing were unclear, but it could be seen that he was a man.

"That is……" Mother changed to a pencil of another color.This time it's red. "Who is that?" Mother didn't answer, and started to draw another person with the red pencil tip as if sweeping across the drawing paper.Right next to the blue man.The silhouette of a long-haired woman gradually emerged. Beside the mountain white bamboo flower. A man and a woman. Why would mother know? Why did she paint such a scene?