novelhk Chapter 375
Chapter 375
Sai looked around, then slowly walked to the bridge and sat down gently. Then he carefully took out a delicate drawing board and several colorful paint tubes from his bag.
Sakura watched him quietly as he placed the drawing board on his legs, opened the paint box, and carefully selected the colors he needed. Each color was so unique and brilliant, like a treasure from nature. He gently dipped his fingers into the paint, leaving gorgeous traces on the white canvas.
The sunlight shines on the bridge, reflecting colorful light. The river flows quietly, sparkling like a mirror.
Sakura quietly came to Sai's side, but Sai seemed immersed in his own world, carefully depicting the beautiful scenery before him, and conveying the emotions in his heart through brushstrokes on the drawing paper. As the brush in his hand danced, an abstract picture gradually unfolded before his eyes.
"I didn't expect that you are so venomous, but you are also delicate. I thought you were here to sketch, but I didn't expect it to be an abstract painting."
Sai smiled at Sakura's words, "You look better this way."
Sakura wasn't angry either, "...what's the title of this painting?"
Facing this question, Sai showed a rare solemn look on his face. He frowned slightly and pursed his lips, as if thinking about how to answer. Time passed by, but he did not answer the question directly, but showed a faint smile, "Who knows?"
Sakura gently swept the ground, sweeping away the pile of dust on the ground, then slowly sat down, her eyes attracted by the fish swimming freely in the lake.
Sakura couldn't help but stare at it in fascination, and her mood became happy and relaxed. Then she took over the topic, "Who knows? You should have thought about it before painting, right?"
"There is no title. I have painted thousands of paintings and never given them any titles, so there is no title for this one either."
After listening to Sai's answer, Sakura became a little confused. After all, under normal circumstances, one would have certain ideas before painting. No matter what the painting was, there would usually be a general title. For example, a portrait would be a person's name, and a landscape painting could be based on the mood at the time. But why didn't this person have one?
As if responding to Sakura's inner confusion, he spoke softly, as if just mumbling to himself, turning his thoughts into words, "To be precise, even if I want to come up with a title, I can't. I can't think of anything, I can't feel anything, nothing..."
"No wonder you always say things that don't consider other people's feelings."
Hearing Naruto's voice, they both turned around and looked at Naruto.
Why does Naruto seem so arrogant today? It's really strange.
Naruto said as they walked, "We're almost ready to leave. Captain Yamato asked me to call you."
As if accidentally standing behind Sai, looking at the painting in Sai's hand, "Such words are nothing."
Facing Naruto's ridicule, Sai decisively said, "Yeah, just like your little dick."
Hearing this, Sakura's eyes became a little erratic. She seemed to want to look away, but she couldn't help but secretly glance at the side. Her hands covered her mouth tightly, as if she was afraid that she would laugh out loud by accident.
However, although she tried hard to hide her smile, her slightly trembling shoulders and occasional muffled laughter betrayed her.
Naruto's face turned red first, like a cooked crab, and the veins on his forehead bulged, as if it would explode at any moment.