But... what exactly does it contain in such a large iron box... She seems to have never seen Shen Mochen take it out for so many years...

Taozi thought about it and dragged the iron box out from under Shen Mochen's bed.

The iron box is clean and there is no trace of falling ash. I think it should be turned frequently. It can be seen that it is very old and the paint on the edges and corners around it has been worn off, but its owner has protected it very well.

There is probably something important inside...

Taozi felt that it seemed not good to just read other people's things, but seeing Shen Mochen protecting this iron box so well, she was really curious...

Just take a look...

Taozi's white teeth bit his lower lip, and hesitated for a moment and opened the old iron box.

Then, she stood there in a daze.

In the iron box is a pile of thick pencil sketches, each of which is the size of an A4 paper. On the top of the drawing is a girl who is dozing off with her head leaning against the desk. She paints her hands and supports the flesh on her face to a little deformity. A little saliva is hanging on the corner of her mouth, and a shiny black hair hanging softly on her back. A simple small desk lamp next to it makes the atmosphere warm.

The person who painted this painting outlined the cute shape of a girl dozing off with just a few strokes, which made her laugh after taking a look. From this, it can be seen that the painter's skills must have been accumulated over the years and detailed observations, and only in a few strokes can the girl be drawn so vividly.

Taozi's heart jumped up wildly.

Because she could see that the girl in the painting was herself.

Taozi lifted the first draft and flipped through the draft behind it. The protagonist of each draft was her, and the character "Shen" and date were written in the lower right corner of each draft.

There is no doubt that this was Shen Mochen's drawing her.

The top pictures were obviously drawn in the past few days. When you look back, Taozi found that she was still in high school and junior high school. The round and fat faces with baby faces were shining with bright light, and the images of laughing, making noise, quiet, or thinking were vividly revealed on the paper.

Taozi knew that Shen Mochen's interest class was art when she was elementary school, but she had never seen him paint portraits. The art homework he gave was always some plaster models or still life sketches. At first, Taozi was interested in his paintings, but after reading them a few times, she felt boring...

Looking back, Taozi actually saw the portrait of her elementary school. However, at that time, Shen Mochen's painting skills were obviously not as skilled as he is now. The lines at that time looked obviously awkward, and there were traces of erasers being erased. They probably modified them repeatedly many times. Except for the innocent big eyes with clear black and white, the rest of the world did not look very much like Taozi.

In this iron box, in addition to the stack of drawings, there is also an ugly paper-paste rabbit. The rabbit's eyes are still crooked and asymmetric at all.
Chapter completed!