"You'll almost never see me again. The brown eyes that suddenly opened and were moved with light tears shimmered in the bright sun in the courtyard, and Zong Hao, who stopped and stood in front of him, frowned, and his face was gloomy.

"What?"

"I don't know. Luo Chen raised the corners of his mouth lightly, closed his eyes again, and the long eyelashes that gathered into a thick line under his eyes were dyed with faint tears.

If he sank to the bottom of the river last night and was never heard from again, how sad Hao and Aya would have been.

And then there is his only remaining relative, his mother, who is far away in a foreign country.

Zong Hao sneered coldly. "I don't know, hmph, who else is there besides him?" "Have you ever thought about breaking up with her?"

Ever since he was with Xie Ya, who was five years older than him, he had been looking forward to the two of them breaking up every day, especially after knowing that Xie Ya was black and white and had been the girlfriend of the noble son Zhou Yu.

With such a woman, just thinking about it makes me feel dangerous.

"I'm not going to break up with her, she's my forever. ”

A resolute sentence floated out of the silence, and he wanted to wake up his brain immediately. "Forever what! If you continue like this, your little life will be gone, what are you talking about forever?"

A high-achieving student in a well-looking and prestigious university is actually with such a woman, and he talks about righteousness forever, isn't there a hole in his brain?

"I will be more careful in the future and will find a way. ”

"Heh, find a way? Can you hide or can you strike first? In front of Zhou Yu, you are an ant. It's not that I have to hit you, you say you have a good life, but why hang on her and live a life is not your own life?"

Zong Hao was annoyed by worry. With a heavy mood and a stiff face, he wore a happy smile in front of him, hooking the corners of his lips without answering.

"You can still laugh?"

He picked up his life, but he was still injured, and he looked indifferent, which was really inadequate. It's just that. He knew that no matter how much he told him, it would be useless, and he could only soothe his forehead and relieve his headache.

This is not the first time he has persuaded him to turn back. As before, the woman still held on to his spirit. Didn't give him back.

The afternoon sun is strong, dispelling the chill outside the courtyard, the birds are frequent, and the cats also climb on the windowsill and raise their hands to stretch out their tongues to groom. Chu Shuo lay weakly on the desk in front of the thick curtain in the room. His eyes were tingled by the light with the sudden sound of the curtains being opened.

Squint and open your eyes. His mother, whom he had not seen in days, sat down beside him, and he quickly straightened his back. "Mom. ”

"Why didn't you even eat breakfast at this point?" said her son, who looked tired, and she raised her hand to pat him on the shoulder to cheer him up.

Listening to her soft inquiry, he forced a smile. "Not hungry yet. ”

I don't know if he is really not hungry, remembering what he said to him last night when he was by Murong Ling's side according to what Nangong Yi's assistant taught, he had no appetite at all.

- What if you stay by my side for the rest of your life? I still don't like you, someone I didn't like at first. I'm not going to like it in my life, and you'd better not waste your feelings on me.

She said it easily, but her "dislike" could ruin all his good mood.

Last night's annual meeting was only halfway through, and he left Nangong's house, with an empty stomach until now.

"If you're not hungry, eat something on time. And also...... Tell Mom, your mood is so low, did Murong Ling hit you?"

The name that made his heart beat faster fell into his ears, and he nodded in surprise. "How do you know it's her?"

He didn't let his family know that he was pursuing Murong Ling, and his mother even knew.

"My son likes a girl so much, how can I not know, don't be sad, mom help you. Well, let's go downstairs and eat first. ”

After the annual meeting that has been blocked for a long time, the days have finally become leisurely, and Luo Ying has decided to go on vacation with her parents. When she came back from Nangong's house last night, she obediently lay down early, but she couldn't sleep all night, and when she opened her eyes and found that it was dawn, she simply got up and washed up first, ate breakfast, and continued to sleep when her head sank, and slept until she woke up naturally in the afternoon.

Her parents don't have much free time and she will fly to the resort tomorrow afternoon. Just woke up, at the moment she was full of energy, but she was a little hungry, and after she went downstairs to eat later, she had to return the exclusive information that Xi Yuan lent her and sorted out by herself.

The materials were still in the study, washed and changed, she picked up her satchel and walked out of the door, ready to take the materials and go downstairs directly.

Stepping into the study, a long bronze box on the desk came into view, she put down the satchel in her hand and took the lid of the box. There was a scroll lying in the box, and she took it out and spread it out, and it was a figure painting.

The person on it looks a little similar to her.

The slanting sun spread at the foot of the desk through the floor-to-ceiling window, the mobile phone on the table vibrate, Lin Yun kept his eyes off the document, reached out and touched the mobile phone, and glanced at the caller ID.

"Luo Ying. ”

"Mom, where did the extra box in the study come from?"

"That, the gift from the Nangong family before I came back last night. ”

"Have you seen it?"

"No, it's nothing more than calligraphy and painting, anyway, you'll see it, I'll just put it on the table. Did you open it, there's nothing special in it, do you?"

"When I opened it, it was just a painting. ”

"That's fine, I won't say much if I don't have anything else, your mother and I are busy. ”

"Good. ”

Putting her phone down, she looked down at the canvas spread out on her desk. Due to the difference in makeup, the woman in the painting only has some facial contours similar to hers. On the brand-new rice paper, the woman's beprising heavy makeup, splashed ink-like deep eyes, revealing a domineering arrogance that cannot be ignored; wearing a beautiful blood-colored red dress, half leaning on the huge carved chair like a bed, leaning slightly, stretching out her slender hand, ready to hold the wine glass next to her, there is no lack of softness.

Taken together, it can be described in one word: beauty.

Who painted this art painting?

It's just that the two lines of inscription in the lower left corner are not high, no matter how you look at it, it feels a little abrupt, the painting is good, the words are not good, if Lin Zhe ...... If he had written it, it would have been commensurate with the painting.

The weather was good and the room was bright. I'm not busy today, Xi Yuan, who returned to her room after lunch and changed into pajamas, sat on the pale green velvet blanket by the coffee table with her legs folded sideways, leaned over slightly and carefully read the thought-provoking masterpiece in her hand, and when the knock on the door came, she didn't deviate her head and said: "The door is not locked, come in." ”

The door opened, I thought it was my mother, but when I looked up, I saw that it was Luo Ying, she put down the book and took the teacup and poured hot tea for her.

"Why did you come here all of a sudden?"

"I'm going out with my parents tomorrow, so I'll bring over the materials you lent me first, what's wrong with your neck?"

She looked down due to inertia following Luo Ying's gaze, and suddenly remembered a few bruises above her collarbone, and she got up with a smile. "Nothing. ”

She couldn't tell her that this was the kiss mark left by Zhou Li last night.

Fang just read the book so hard that he completely forgot about it, but fortunately it was Luo Ying who came first instead of her mother.

Walking to the closet, she took a white shirt and changed into it, and sat down in front of her quietly drinking tea. The bruise on her neck was hidden, and she didn't ask anymore before she exhaled. "Where are you going this time?"

"Old place. My mom said that if she didn't take the opportunity to go, it would be flooded in a few years, so she went there this year, but she stayed on another island. ”

"Well, I'm ...... this year" There was a call in the middle of the conversation, she paused to look at it, and raised the corner of her mouth to cross the reject button. "I'm not going to be far away this year. ”

Luo Ying nodded, glancing at the phone she put back on the table. "Spam calls?"

Before her eyes moved away, the screen lit up again, she saw the name on it, reached out to help her pick up the phone, and said, "Let's answer the phone first." ”

She didn't answer Zhou Li's call, and he should be in a hurry later.

The person in front of her got up and walked to the window, Luo Ying lowered her eyes to the velvet blanket under her, feeling that there was someone by the door in the afterglow, she raised her head, and a shadow disappeared out of the door. Startled, she got up and walked quickly to the door, but there was no sign in the hallway. (To be continued.) )