Tuk Tuk –

A short knock on the door breaks the silence of the study at night.

Huo Liting looked sideways and saw that the door was pushed open a crack, and Wen Sinuan's fluffy head poked in.

"Uncle, can I come in and borrow two books?" she blinked pitifully as she leaned against the doorframe.

Huo Liting's eyes lit up, and Rin nodded lightly.

It's a promise.

Wen Sinuan immediately grinned: "Thank you, uncle! Uncle is the best." ”

Huo Liting remained silent, turned around and continued his unfinished business.

The bright light reflected the man's upright posture, as well as the canvas in front of him and the brush in his hand. His gaze is focused, his movements are fluid, and in a few strokes he completes the silhouette of a woman's face on the canvas.

With long hair and a shawl, a high nose bridge, and a slight upturn at the corners of her mouth, only a few strokes can already make people feel the beauty and elegance of this woman.

Wen Sinuan leaned over curiously: "Uncle, who are you drawing?

"You don't have to know. Huo Liting faintly said.

The voice was cold, revealing a palpable detachment.

He put down the wide pen in his hand and replaced it with a thinner brush, which was stained with red to outline the woman's red lips.

Wen Sinuan pursed her lips quietly and leaned forward, "Uncle, is this the girl you like?"

Her eyes were shining, and a raging fire of gossip was burning.

but there is not the slightest jealousy or temptation.

Huo Liting's eyes sank.

What a little fool, is she hoping that her husband has someone else in his heart?

"Yes, that's the girl in my heart. He stared into her eyes and said in an unkind tone: "So, don't think that if you marry into this door, you think that you can have anything with me, especially feelings." ”

In the last five words, he bit down extremely hard.

Wen Si's warm heart felt like someone had screwed him up.

It's sour, it's a little painful.

On the face, she waved her hand busily and explained in a hurry: "No...... No, you must not have feelings for me. ”

"What do you mean?" Huo Liting's eyes turned a little colder.

"No, it's not interesting!" Wen Sinuan didn't seem to understand where his anger came from, and scratched his head stupidly: "I heard others say that talking about feelings is very hurtful, more terrifying than a flood and a beast, and many people want to die or live!" ”

She said earnestly, and her eyes were extraordinarily determined.

Huo Liting only felt a punch on the cotton: "Very good, you understand the best." ”

After that, he turned around, changed the color again, and continued to paint.

Wen Sinuan couldn't ask for gossip, so she had to go over to read a book stupidly.

She leaned on the bookshelf, turning the pages of the book one after another, and her eyes unconsciously looked at Huo Liting frequently.

His eyes are so focused, and every stroke is extremely solemn, as if every wrist turn is an independent copy in his mind.

Especially when he was painting at this time, he was less indifferent to himself......

Wen Sinuan lowered her head, and suddenly felt that the medical books were not fragrant.

He drew so seriously, he must have liked that girl very much, right?

That girl was so pretty, she was a good match for him...... But why aren't they together?

She went to a distant land, and he was waiting for her to come back?

Thinking of this, Wen Sinuan breathed a sigh of relief.

That's for the best, when the girl returns, she'll finish her mission and leave.

After all, the purpose of coming here is not to do anything to be the third young grandmother of the Huo family.

Tuk Tuk –

A knock on the door interrupted Wen Sinuan's thoughts.

The servant pushed the door in, with formulaic respect on his face: "Sanshao, it's time for you to drink the medicine." ”

Huo Liting nodded, and the maid dared to push the door to deliver the medicine in.

Just as a cold wind passed through the window, the bitter smell of Chinese medicine immediately spread in the room.

Wen Sinuan grew up smelling the smell of medicine since she was a child, and she was kind in her heart, she took a deep breath greedily, and she could distinguish the ingredients in the medicine soup as if she were sick.

As she spoke, her brows furrowed, and her eyes sank.

This medicine seems to be a little wrong.