Sikong Lingchuan didn't have much time, but he was in a good mood and said a word or two.

As he spoke, he picked up the pen that was placed on the board and scribbled and changed it on the paper image. I'm seriously looking down at painting, and I don't know what I'm doing.

"Sir's drawing is really good, a fine brush. The lad agreed.

Sikong Lingchuan didn't speak, cast his eyes on Yun Yiren on the side, and seeing that she didn't know where to look, he got up and walked to her, "Let's go." ”

"I just saw that you had a good conversation with that painter, what did you talk about?"

He has not yet reached the level of a little bit, and I am afraid that he will not be called a painter, as for what to talk about, it is nothing more than the skill of painting.

Yun Yiren saw that the painting in his hand was a little different from before, and when he picked it up, he found that it had been filled in a few steps.

Drawing a pair of gloves on her hands, she managed to cover the ring on her ring finger.

Yun Yiren didn't say anything, and wanted to fold the painting and put it away, but was taken away by Sikong Lingchuan, "This is mine." ”

"Do you like it?"

Sikong Lingchuan let out a faint "um".

Yun Yiren was a little puzzled, after all, he pursued perfection in everything, and would allow this kind of flawed product to appear around him? But maybe he knew it in his heart, it was because of her, so she didn't say anything.

The two of them walked around, and Yun Yiren was indeed a little tired, so he proposed to go back.

"Good. ”

When the two walked to the parking lot, Shi Qingjiu had been waiting there for a long time. He leaned against the car door, clasped his hands on his chest, and hung his head slightly, his bangs blocking his expression, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Yun Yiren jumped uneasily. She was about to walk over, but was stopped by Sikong Lingchuan.

"Are you leaving?" he asked in a low voice, his words very calm, not knowing his mood at the moment.

"Well, it's too late, I'm going back. ”

"But you promised me that you would accompany me. He knew it was all a dream.

Half of the dream was shattered by the cruel reality, leaving behind the wreckage.

"I'll call **er and ask him to come and pick you up. Yun Yiren grabbed his hand away, she didn't want to hurt him, but every time in the dark, it was always him who was hurt.

"You can't break your word, you said you want to accompany me, you must accompany me. His eyes reddened, and his hand grabbed her again.

But this time, Yun Yiren escaped, her voice was a little hoarse, "Sikong Lingchuan, I'm sorry." ”

He didn't speak, his eyes staring at her with scarlet eyes.

When she saw Shi Qingjiu before, how could she directly refuse him and let him go back? Now, when she saw Shi Qingjiu coming to her, she didn't need Shi Qingjiu to come up at all, so she directly pushed him far away.

Why has it changed......

Yun Yiren took off the clothes that were draped over his shoulders, and then put them on him intimately, "I owe you everything in this life, and I can't afford to pay it back." ”

Looking at her low-eyed and smooth little face, Sikong Lingchuan was so sad that he couldn't speak.

Half-loud, he asked in a deep voice, "You must be with Shi Qingjiu?"

"Hmm. She said lightly.

"Just because you're married to him, aren't you?"

Yun Yiren didn't reply, because it didn't need to be explained.

"I see. He looked at her and said seriously, "As long as you divorce him and marry me, you will also fall in love and not leave me, right?"

"You're thinking too much. It's because he is Shi Qingjiu, so I chose to live with him, not like you said. Yun Yiren carefully buttoned his clothes and said, "I'm leaving." ”

Sikong Lingchuan stared into her eyes, "What if I don't let you go?"

"It's just going to hurt both sides. ”

"Is it me and Shi Qingjiu? I don't care, at least I can fight and have a result. ”

"Nope. She said, obviously her voice was good, but it was so cruel, "It's me and you." ”

"Why?" pain from the depths of my throat.

Yun Yiren pulled his lips and smiled, so beautiful that Sikong Lingchuan's eyes were dazzled, "You ask me why? ”

Yun Yiren left, hollowing out his heart and taking it away, leaving him with only an empty shell in the blood.

Sikong Lingchuan was like a zombie, watching how Yunyi got into the car and left with Shi Qingjiu.

The two of them were so stingy that they didn't even look at him, and drove away.

The wind was blowing bitingly, and it was obvious that he was wearing a very thick one, but it was so cold that his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

I don't know how long Sikong Lingchuan stood in place, the whole person was as petrified and motionless.

His thick eyelashes were stained with a thin layer of frost, and his lips were pale, like an animal on the verge of death.

Suddenly, the sky began to fall with silvery white snow.

After a while, the ground was covered with layers of snow-white, and his hair and shoulders were covered with silver snow.

A black umbrella came from behind, and Sikong Lingchuan didn't move.

He seemed to have lost any energy and expectation, and he didn't even look at who was standing next to him.

"Let's go back and put it. It was a familiar voice, but Sikong Lingchuan's heart was not moved.

Yan Zhiyun leaned close to him, looked at his bloodless face, and said sadly, "She's gone, and she won't come back to find you." ”

Sikong Lingchuan did not move, nor did he speak.

"You don't want that. Yan Zhiyun held his hand, which was so cold that her heart was inexplicably sour, "You are like this, how can I explain to the doctor?" Do you really want me to tell the doctor that you are becoming like this now because of Yun Yiren, and let the doctor kill Yun Yiren?"

This situation is obviously what she wants to see, but why, she is even more heartbroken than Sikong Lingchuan.

She knew that Yun Yiren would hurt Sikong Lingchuan so ruthlessly, and wanted Sikong Lingchuan to no longer have a little affection for Yun Yiren.

But she was wrong, the more Yun Yiren rejected him, the more unwilling he became.

The body is getting worse day by day, and if it continues like this, I am afraid that it will not be long before I die.

"I'll call now!" Yan Zhiyun took out his mobile phone.

Sikong Lingchuan finally moved, reaching out to hold her holstered hand, "I just want to remember this meeting, how she went." ”

"Young master......" She opened her lips slightly, puzzled and a little puzzled.

"I know what you and Xin Xiaoyu have planned recently. His face was like frost, and he did not know what he meant by these words at this time.

"Let Manwin come over tomorrow and I'll have a good talk with her. ”

Yan Zhiyun's eyelids twitched, "Isn't the young master going back to the United States?"

"Back to the United States?" he turned his gaze to him, the red in his eyes with a bit of murder, "The United States has this fun?"

She thought that he would say that Yunyi was here, but Sikong Lingchuan in front of her was completely like he had been reborn from the fire.

"What do you want to do, young master?"

"Yun Fanming has been staying in the United States, and it's time for him to return to China. Sikong Lingchuan said indifferently.

Yan Zhiyun couldn't guess what he was going to do, but it didn't seem to be a bad thing, at least the current young master had vitality and motivation.

"If you want Yun Fanming to return to China, you have to wait a few days, as for Manwen, I will let her come over tomorrow. ”

Sikong Lingchuan looked down at the portraits of him and her in his hand, his eyes were obviously cold, but they were mixed with a bit of softness that was difficult to let go.

Yan Zhiyun followed his line of sight, and when he saw the portrait, he felt that the Yun Yiren in the painting was very dazzling.

She really doesn't understand, she is also a woman, why Yunyi people live so chic and are liked by so many people, but she can't even get the gentleness of her beloved man.