It was then that the door to Ilia's true success in life was opened. Smoke and dust are like the most primitive state of life, boiling to the extreme in the still air.

From the Newcomer Award to Sotheby's auctions, from the Asian Cultural Council Grand Prix to the birth of the works "Suwei" and "Making a Living", from Vogue Weekly to the Palace of Versailles Art Exhibition. Three years, incredibly fast. The most surprising thing for the public is that Ilia has the same face as the painter who lamented the death, which can be called the future version of "Jane".

"New York is truly a fertile ground for art and money. Elija was right to go to New York. Ember closed the magazine, and her voice was brisk.

Lan Feng smiled: "Aren't you afraid that she won't come back?"

"She'll definitely be back. Ember opened the magazine again and flipped back to the page. Light and luxurious Rococo makeup, crystal black lace holds up the egg-shaped face, eyes that seem to be smiling but not smiling, cheeks are greasy and fresh, and the lips under Qiong Yao's nose are full of glaze red.

"Why?" Lan Feng was puzzled.

"Because she's my wife. Where else does a person want to run?"

Lan Feng didn't laugh out loud. In the past three years, this young master has worked hard, Asia and Europe have run at both ends, you said that no one wants to see you, what are you doing here?

She hasn't started a new studio yet. We want to establish a long-term cooperation with her studio, CC is an international brand, and she will not be stupid enough to refuse. ”

Lan Feng nodded, "But CC isn't her only choice." ”

"We can give her the best conditions. Nightshade said. Lan Feng suddenly felt that there was no business or treachery.

Lan Feng received a phone call, and the front desk said that there was a strange woman who called herself Mrs. Xue who wanted to see the boss.

"It's Liang Xi. Night Ember held his forehead with a headache, "What's the matter with Xue Zimo, can you take care of his wife?"

"Mr. Xue is on a business trip. Lan Feng finished answering this end of the entertainment and the other end: "Let Mrs. Xue come in." ”

Liang Xi is like a tsunami. "What is going on!" She thought it was Hara Shaoxi.

"What's going on? That's what you see. Ember laughed.

Liang Xi looked at Lan Feng in a daze, and only reacted after a while: "You mean, Yizhen is still alive? This Iliya is Yizhen? Is my god real? Why don't I know?"

"Because the photo has not been made public. Lan Feng said: "Iliya was interviewed by the magazine, and she should have plans to return to China." In an interview, she also talked about the relevance of painting elements to local culture. ”

"I'm like a. Liang Xi grimaced, glancing sharply at the stack of magazines on the table. Again, a long-planned deception.

Before leaving, Liang Xi said to Ye Ash: "I will not forgive you. ”

Nightash sorted out the magazines in an orderly manner, and said coldly, "It's not your turn to forgive." Yizhen never forgave him.

"What should I do with Yuan Shaoxi?" Lan Feng asked. "Ye Qianmo must have known there. ”

"I'm thinking about that too. Nightash held her jaw, "Let's get her to a safe place as soon as possible." ”

"But Yuan Shaoxi's sister—" Lan Feng had a headache.

"Leave her alone. I'm flying to New York right now. Ember said thoughtfully.

"Going again?"

"Ilia could be in danger. ”

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In the dark room hall, the marble floor is smoother than the mirror. The original Shaoxi wax was on the ground, colder than the ice.

"You betrayed me. Ye Qianmo smiled, like a crack in delicate cold porcelain.

"I didn't notice it. Yuan Shao Shina bowed his head.

"Didn't notice it? Ye Qianmo got up and pinched her chin, so similar, but so different.

"It doesn't matter. "The sound is like boiling water on top of a pot lid, a bad warning. Yuan Shaoxi was very panicked, because she saw the photo in Ye Qianmo's hand clearly. Crab lemon jun.

"Don't!" Yuan Shaoxi shouted as if begging for help: "Please, don't hurt Ningjun, I'll come!

"You can betray anything. Ye Qianmo's smile seemed to grow on her face, "Haven't you already made a choice? I asked you to undergo surgery, but you refused." Allowing you to steal files that you never succeed in. Aren't you in the Night's Clan, and you don't know where the Nightshade has gone?"

Yuan Shaoxi really didn't know. "Didn't you notice it too?" she asked, tilting her face.

Ye Qianmo dropped the photo in his hand and said regretfully: "Yes, I didn't notice it." We were all deceived by him, because he had a stand-in, and because he had long prevented you from being suspicious of you. Now his sweetheart is coming back, and you're useless, I don't know what will happen to you?"

Yuan Shaoxi smiled, smiled reverently, smiled openly with the features of the crucifixion. "Life and death don't matter to me anymore," she said. You do it. ”

"Then it looks like I'm going to have to help you get out of your half-dead state. Leng Sensen's voice sat all over his body. Ye Qianmo said: "I'll give you two months, five times is enough." No matter what method it is. Aren't you in CC? It's not very difficult. It's medicine. ”

The glass vial was held in the palm of the hand, and the white powder was like wall ash. Yuan Shaoxi knew that the medicine this time must be real.

"Two months, be careful, you may never see your sister again. Or, you go and beg Wanyin, your sister is in her hands. Ye Qianmo added.

Yuan Shaoxi's memory is like a dandelion, going back to three years ago. The first time Ember returned from New York, she had a hunch, a woman's instinct telling her that he had crossed the Pacific Ocean to meet his lover. They will hug, they will cry, they will laugh, love and hate like the wedge of a vise tireless machinery, burning forever.

He was gone for about a week. She thought he wouldn't come back. The scene of the rain returning is like an old castle in a fairy tale being woken up by a traveler. She remembered his face outside the door, like a rainy day, with a rainy, hurt look in his eyes.

It would be nice if there weren't. Like the Great Wall, this idea continues from the past to the present, and into the future. However, the Great Wall is of no use now.

Yuan Shaoxi returned home that night, and she was still in the night house, calling Ye Ember and turning off her phone.

She knew that he was going to be his lover again. She could even hear the rusty sound of the bell, which smashed the surface of the lake.

Ember arrived in New York almost immediately, and now there is no need to shy away from it. Ilia and Jane organize their paintings in the gallery.

"Are you really planning to go back home?" Jane felt that Illia had adapted to the environment.

"Drink water and don't forget the people who dig wells. Illya looked at the "Suwei" in her hand again. The double space is distorted and blended with time, and the prototype is the tiles of a retro photo studio and the classroom of the School of Living Beauty.

Jane remembers that Ilia's sentiment about "Suwei" is that the most difficult thing for a person to get rid of is to resist the original influence, like the original family. "Suwei" is a combination of abstraction, retro and romanticism, and the original love is narrated in "Suwei", and it is also cruelly vivid.

The prototype of "Making a Living" is an evergreen tree. originally wanted to name "Miracles", but Ilia felt that "Suwei" was enough literary and artistic dreams, and "Making a Living" should be realistic and straightforward, so she named it "Making a Living".