Outside the door of Luo Haoning's studio, Luo Haochen hesitated for a long time and never went in, until Song Zhiyu opened the door when he came out, and he didn't see him standing there.

"What are you doing? Do you have something to do with Brother Haoning? Why don't you go in?"

Since Xiaoju and told Luo Haochen something, Song Zhiyu's attitude towards him has eased slightly, at least compared to the past two years, he is much kinder.

Luo Haochen's face was tangled, and he looked down at the plastic bag he was carrying.

Song Zhiyu looked puzzled, and found that the traces of sketch brushstrokes were exposed in the transparent plastic bag, and she immediately understood what was going on.

"You are really awkward enough, since you are friendly with Brother Haoning, just come in and explain the reason, don't you have to think about it, but you stand outside and don't come in, who knows what you want to do?"

Song Zhiyu's tone was still a little rushed, but it was about Yun Mengxue, and she didn't embarrass Luo Haochen too much, and dragged him by the arm into Luo Haoning's studio.

"Brother Haoning, I'll send you a big customer, you can entertain you well!"

Song Zhiyu said and laughed, pushed Luo Haochen to Luo Haoning's side, and then sat aside and looked at their awkward two brothers, as if they were watching a play.

Luo Haoning just glanced at Luo Haochen and saw what he was holding in his hand, but the paintbrush in his hand never stopped.

"What's the matter with you, do you want me to do anything for you?"

Luo Haochen frowned, he had never begged anyone since he was a child, but at present, Yun Mengxue's "long road to chasing his wife" is not counted, and it is the first time in history to ask Luo Haoning.

Since it was the first time, Luo Haochen's mouth was of course a little difficult to open, his tall body had been there for a long time, and even Song Zhiyu was anxious to say it on his behalf, Luo Haochen didn't know how to speak.

"If it's okay, go back, I'm still busy here, and I don't have time to entertain you. ”

Song Zhiyu knew that Luo Haoning's words were definitely not an eviction order, he just wanted to force Luo Haochen to say what was in his heart, but this awkward guy just couldn't open his mouth.

"Hey, hey, hey, Luo Haochen, say it quickly!"

Song Zhiyu lowered his voice, kept gesturing at Luo Haochen, and squeezed his eyebrows with him, signaling Luo Haochen to hurry up and stop procrastinating.

Luo Haochen clenched his fists, and his slightly open mouth wasted a lot of energy before he finally spoke.

"Well, you...... You should remember those two portraits, right? I want to ask...... Ask you, do you have any manuscripts saved?"

Hearing Luo Haochen speak, the paintbrush in Luo Haoning's hand finally stopped, he turned his wheelchair slightly to look at Luo Haochen, and the expression on his face was still flat without any change.

"The two paintings that sent Mengxue have not been saved, and since they have been destroyed, they are really ruined. ”

Luo Haochen was not surprised to get the second severe blow, in fact, he knew very well what kind of answer he could get, but he didn't give up and had to ask him again.

"Let's put it bluntly, your purpose is not to ask about the manuscript, but to have another plan, right?"

Luo Haochen was all kinds of entangled, and nodded slightly with emotion.

"I hope ...... Can you help me restore these two paintings, and then help me...... Draw a picture exactly the same? Just paint one and put two people ...... Draw together ......"

Luo Haochen was embarrassed like a little daughter-in-law who wanted to ask for someone, and when he finished drawing the two of them together, he suddenly felt a hot heat on his face rise.

Hearing Luo Haochen say this, Song Zhiyu on the side looked a little excited, but Luo Haoning still had such a lukewarm attitude, and he didn't know what he wanted to do?

"Haochen, why did you bother in the first place when you knew this was the case?"

Luo Haoning's short sentence completely ignited Luo Haochen's emotions.

"Luo Haoning, you don't talk nonsense! It's rare that I have a request for you, so you want to embarrass me with my attitude, don't you? If you don't want to draw, forget it, I, Luo Haochen, don't have to ask you!"

Luo Haochen's emotions were like firecrackers meeting Mars, and before Luo Haoning could say anything, he had already been ignited with a "bang".

"Brother Haoning......"

Song Zhiyu didn't understand what Luo Haoning was doing, didn't he always want to match Yun Mengxue and Luo Haochen together?

Luo Haochen turned around to leave, but was stopped by Luo Haoning again.

"Don't worry, I'll help you draw again. ”

"No, I won't have a hard time doing things you don't want to do!"

Luo Haochen's temper came up, and the eight horses couldn't pull it back, Luo Haoning smiled bitterly.

"If you don't ask me, who else are you going to find? Is it Meng Yao's brother-in-law Chu Mohan? Or is it Liao Zheming, the president of Liao Sheng Group, who has business dealings? After all, everyone's relationship is not bad, and a small favor is a gesture, so you can go." ”

Seeing that Luo Haoning heard that Luo Haochen didn't want to do it, Song Zhiyu really couldn't stand it, she jumped up from the chair and walked quickly to Luo Haochen's side, snatched the plastic bag in his hand and stuffed it into Luo Haoning.

"Don't listen to what Brother Hao Ning said, the painting was painted by him for Mengxue at the beginning, if you want to restore it, you must need the original author to do it!"

Song Zhiyu's straightforwardness made Luo Haoning laugh, and he returned the plastic bag in his hand to Luo Haochen.

"Zhiyu, do you think Haochen will throw these things away as waste? ”

"What?"

Song Zhiyu looked at the two of them with a blank expression, are the two brothers of the Luo family talking and communicating in ventriloquism? What are they thinking?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Song Zhiyu's mind, and she thought of it.

"Oh! it turns out that Brother Haoning wants to ......"

Song Zhiyu didn't say the latter words explicitly, because she was afraid that Luo Haochen would feel embarrassed again.

The reason why Luo Haoning treated Luo Haochen like that was nothing more than to let him say what was in his heart, and it happened that Song Zhiyu was still here, so those words would naturally be conveyed to Yun Mengxue.

With this understanding, Song Zhiyu was also a lot relieved, otherwise she would still be a little incomprehensible, mistakenly thinking that Luo Haoning had suddenly become a cold-hearted person, and no longer cared about him, a younger brother who always loved to turn the horns.

"I ...... Thank you......"

Luo Haochen was so full of awkward emotions even when he thanked him, and Luo Haoning smiled slightly.

Painting this kind of sketch portrait is just a gesture for Luo Haoning, but it is of great significance to Luo Haochen, how can he not help as a brother.

Seeing that the two brothers had reached an agreement on the exchange, Song Zhiyu, who was still a little anxious about this just now, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and show a shallow smile.

……

Song Zhiyu returned to his residence early, and sure enough, Yun Mengxue had already gone back.

Looking at the slender figure who had just recovered his mood for a few days, and then became depressed and nested on the bed again, Song Zhiyu sighed a little helplessly, and walked over to sit next to Yun Mengxue.

"Mengxue, I want to talk to you about something, although you may not want to hear about it, but I still can't help but want to tell you, what do you say?"

Yun Mengxue's eyes trembled, and she slowly turned her head with a pair of red and swollen eyes, looking at Song Zhiyu who was looking at her with a concerned face.

"What's the matter? If it's related to Luo Haochen, I'll ...... I don't want to hear ......"

"Dream snow. ”

Song Zhiyu really didn't know how to persuade this little woman who was full of awkward emotions, she had said everything she had to say, and she had also helped Yun Mengxue criticize Douluo Haochen, and even helped her escape from here.

As soon as he thought of those pasts, Song Zhiyu regretted it.

If she had stayed in Yunmengxue for two more days, waiting for the truth of everything to be revealed, she would not have let them experience such a long time of separation, as well as deep emotional entanglement and deep torture in their hearts.

"Anyway, I've made up my mind, whether you like it or not, I have to tell you what I saw and wanted today. ”

Song Zhiyu pulled Yun Mengxue strongly, she didn't want to see Yun Mengxue feel sad because of this kind of thing, she and Luo Haochen had to open the skylight blocked in their hearts.

"Luo Haochen went to Brother Haoning with the torn painting today, and sincerely begged him to help restore the two!"

Yun Mengxue couldn't help but be stunned by these words, she didn't expect Luo Haochen to be so infatuated.

……

In the dead of night, Luo Haochen's room was still lit.

His tall and slender figure sat on the ground uncomfortable, fiddling with the broken pieces of sketch paper in his hand, piecing together the torn portraits of Yun Mengxue piece by piece.

The super glue stuck to Luo Haochen's hand, and he didn't care about cleaning it off, his fingers were burned a little black, and he still endured the pain and continued to stick it.

The first thing to piece together was Yun Mengxue's delicate and sweet face, although it had been torn to pieces, Luo Haochen was still not too troublesome, as if he was making a puzzle, slowly looking for it to be put together.

Every time he posted a piece, Luo Haochen would breathe a sigh of relief, and the corners of his mouth would appear unnoticed, as if he saw Yun Mengxue right in front of him, which made him feel very happy.

was so busy until dawn, Luo Haochen, who had not slept all night, finally pieced together the two portraits and glued them to a white card plate.

His fingers touched the face on the screen, and Luo Haochen's eyes were full of tenderness, sweetness and distress.

"Cher, if you don't see me again, you'll really make yourself feel better, then I'...... I'd rather do that for your sake. ”

With a long sigh, Luo Haochen leaned his back on the edge of the sofa base, his head resting on the armrests and his eyes slightly closed.

Those who used to have the past flowed from his mind like flowing water, and the ten fingers that he and Yun Mengxue had once interlocked tightly were tightly intertwined, as if they had flashed by in a flash.

The room is still the room of the two people, but those memories have become bits and pieces that converge into the stream of reminiscence. Those indestructible strengths in their hearts are actually deliberately feigned, and those who pretend not to care become the sharpest blades that hurt people the most.

"I don't want you to cry, as long as Cher can feel joy and happiness, I'm willing to ...... I am willing to keep all those memories in my heart, and I am willing to forget all my memories. ”

If you really want to break up the relationship between two people and make each other the one who hates each other the most, why arrange to meet at a certain intersection?

Luo Haochen would rather be happy to see Yun Mengxue's smile and hear what she said when he sees Yun Mengxue again, rather than have such a fierce confrontation every time and break his heart completely.

"Cher, I miss you so much......"

Although he no longer knew where Yun Mengxue had gone as he did more than two years ago, Luo Haochen had never felt so alienated, as if Yun Mengxue would leave the city again at any time.

What would it be like for that figure to disappear from front of him again? Luo Haochen didn't dare to think about it, the only thing hovering in his mind was Yun Mengxue's tearful face.

Her sadness, her grievances, and the injuries she suffered, all of which were given by Luo Haochen, worried about the person who never forgot her, Luo Haochen really didn't know how to seal his heart and seal his deep memory.