Birch forest in winter, quiet and peaceful.

Song Zhiyu held a Polaroid in his hand and went around capturing the scenery after the snow, while Luo Haoning sat in a wheelchair not far away, looking at her with a smile, obviously saying that he wanted the two of them to take a photo of the snow scene together, but she was having a good time playing alone.

"Brother Haoning, I'll show you something fun in a while!"

Song Zhiyu took out the things she was going to use today from the bag she was carrying, and turned around and smiled mysteriously at Luo Haoning.

"Do what?"

Luo Haoning finally couldn't help but ask, but Song Zhiyu just tilted his head and shrugged his shoulders.

"The secret, you'll know in a moment!"

Luo Haoning chuckled slightly, the secret is the secret, anyway, Song Zhiyu will show it to him if he gets it, and wait quietly.

"Don't peek!

"Good. ”

Luo Haoning put away his doting eyes like a child, and turned his wheelchair away from looking at her.

"Huh?"

With a question in his heart, Luo Haoning blinked, he was not wrong just now, there was indeed a figure that disappeared in front of him in a flash, what was the matter?

His eyes searched the range in front of him again, and Luo Haoning frowned slightly.

"Looks like I'm hallucinating, strange ......"

Muttering in his heart, Song Zhiyu suddenly ran over and hugged Luo Haoning from behind.

"Brother Haoning, look, it's done!"

Song Zhiyu took out the photo and showed it to Luo Haoning happily.

"The sun is so good today, the sky is also very beautiful, and the blue is a little cloudy, so the photo should be taken like this! Brother Haoning, do you think my creativity is good?"

Luo Haoning looked at Song Zhiyu's masterpiece, she held a paintbrush and gestured on a floating scattered cloud, as if the paintbrush was stained with color paint, rendering wantonly on the canvas.

In addition, there are similar special art rackets made with drink bottles, balloons, and spherical joint figures. Looking at these cute little photos, Luo Haoning couldn't help laughing.

"Zhiyu, it's really a big loss if you don't engage in the art industry, and there is one less innovative designer in the industry. ”

Luo Haoning's praise made Song Zhiyu's eyebrows brighten.

"Brother Haoning, is this praising me? I can really be a designer? Actually, I've been thinking about this question for a long time. I also think that my cells in this area are very strong, if I am engaged in this industry, I will be more compatible with Brother Haoning, I ......"

The more Song Zhiyu spoke, the more excited he became, and he said everything quickly for a while, and then he blushed and didn't know what to do.

"That...... Just listen to it, listen to it......"

Song Zhiyu's hands were tangled together, she was very strange what she usually wanted to say, why was she so shy like this today? As if there was a pair of eyes staring at her, she felt embarrassed.

A pair of eyes?

Song Zhiyu was stunned, he did have a feeling just now.

"What's wrong? Do you have a cold hand?"

Luo Haoning took Song Zhiyu's hand with concern, took off her gloves, put her hand in the palm of her hand and gently breathed, the warm feeling made Song Zhiyu's heart tremble, she knew that this was the feeling of her heart floating in happiness.

"If you don't wear gloves to take pictures in such a low temperature, if your hands are frozen, I will be very distressed. ”

With even more happy words scattered all over the ground, Song Zhiyu felt that he was about to fly.

"I can be taken care of by Brother Hao Ning like this, even if my hands and feet are frozen! Brother Hao Ning hurry up and put on gloves, don't let me freeze you to death, you are an artist's hand!"

Song Zhiyu reluctantly withdrew his hand, put away the photo after putting on gloves for Luo Haoning.

"Strange to say, I've always had the feeling that someone was following us. ”

Song Zhiyu said casually while packing up her things, but what she said made Luo Haoning very concerned.

"Do you feel it, too? Is it true?"

"Huh?"

Song Zhiyu looked at Luo Haoning in surprise, he asked what did this mean? Could it be that someone really followed them?

Thinking about it in his heart, Song Zhiyu felt nervous, and his body immediately leaned towards Luo Haoning.

"Brother Haoning, you say...... Isn't there a bad guy stalking us?"

"No, don't think about it. ”

Luo Haoning stroked Song Zhiyu's head, trying to calm her emotions.

If it were in normal times, Song Zhiyu's heart would definitely feel very happy and warm, but this time was different from the past, and her heart was quickly thinking about what to do if it was about to happen?

She is a weak woman, no matter how strong her personality is, she will have a sense of frustration when facing bad guys. Although there is a Luo Haoning by his side, he is a person in a wheelchair, and his counterattack is almost zero.

"What to do?

The worried words came out unconsciously, and Song Zhiyu looked around nervously.

"No one, let's go. ”

didn't want to stay any longer, Luo Haoning urged Song Zhiyu, it should be an illusion, an illusion that the two of them also have.

"Oh, let's go, let's go, it's better to go back soon. ”

Song Zhiyu carried the things he brought and pushed Luo Haoning's wheelchair to the outside of the birch forest.

The forest path on weekdays has been covered with snow at this time, and he walked back along the footprints he had come, and when he passed a thick tree, Song Zhiyu was startled by a goose-yellow figure!

"Who is it?!"

"Uh, yes...... It's ...... me."

The timid voice came, and the figure slowly walked out from behind the big tree, it turned out to be a girl of the same age as Song Zhiyu.

"You ......"

Luo Haoning looked at each other with hesitation in his eyes, and followed them to the birch forest like this, he should be the person who knew them.

"I ...... My name is Shao Yatong and I am ...... Chu Mohan's ...... Wife ......"

The girl named Shao Yatong reported to her home, and her delicate little face was red, and she didn't know if it was because the sky was too frozen or because of embarrassment.

"Chu Mohan's wife, isn't that ......?"

Song Zhiyu was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but look down at Luo Haoning, the smile on his face just now was hidden, and his expression was a little incomprehensible.

But there is one thing that Song Zhiyu is quite clear, that is, the appearance of this Shao Yatong evokes Luo Haoning's memory of Chu Mengyao, because the other party's husband Chu Mohan is Chu Mengyao's brother-in-law.

……

In Luo Haoning's house, two rows of black-framed paintings on a white background are neatly arranged in the long corridor, and the faint white light shines on it, showing the loneliness and sadness, which makes people feel sad.

Shao Yatong had a very depressed feeling, so strong that she mistakenly thought that she was the same when she married into the Chu family. Recalling those things in the past, Shao Yatong's hands couldn't help but tighten.

"Young Lady Chu, please come in. ”

Song Zhiyu's smiling voice interrupted Shao Yatong's thoughts, she smiled and nodded lightly, and entered Luo Haoning's studio.

The feeling in the studio is not much better than in the corridor, especially Luo Haoning is now doing the lighting work, the heavy blackout curtains block all the external light sources, and the empty and huge studio seems to have the echo of footsteps.

"Mr. Luo, you ...... Always love this oppressive tone...... Painting style?"

Shao Yatong couldn't help but ask, and felt sorry for her reckless opening.

"Brother Haoning is such an awkward person, Mrs. Chu, please bear with me!"

Fortunately, there was Song Zhiyu playing a round at the scene, which made people feel not so embarrassed, Shao Yatong smiled unnaturally, and a pair of eyes fixed on Luo Haoning, who didn't speak much.

People who are dedicated to art seem to be born with a kind of elegance and melancholy that is revealed from the bones, Luo Haoning is the embodiment of the existence of beauty for the expression and creation of beauty, which can't help but remind Shao Yatong of Narcissus in Greek mythology.

Although Gu Ying's self-pitying beautiful boy does not match Luo Haoning herself, the only thing she can think of is this mythical character, and Sinassus is also Shao Yatong's one in Western art history, which touched her heart very deeply.

Shao Yatong has also heard of Luo Haoning, a well-known painter who has since become an artist in a wheelchair because of a car accident a few years ago.

Such a synonym makes people feel sad, and when Shao Yatong saw Luo Haoning himself, the sad feeling in her heart became even greater. What kind of man with a strong heart will suppress all his sadness in his heart, and show himself calmly and calmly, so that no one can understand how much pain he really has.

This is really in response to that sentence: most calm people have been hurt deep in their hearts.

Shao Yatong not only felt an inexplicable pain for Luo Haoning in her heart, but also knew a thing or two about Luo Haoning's story, and it was not Chu Mohan who told her all this, but another person who practiced art but was in business - Liao Zheming, president of Liao Sheng Group.

"Mr. Luo, in fact, I ...... I've come to see you, Mohanta...... I don't know. ”

Shao Yatong opened her mouth awkwardly, facing this man who was both familiar and unfamiliar, she was really embarrassed to open her mouth if she asked for help.

"I went to Haxian Island before, met Mr. Liao Zheming, the president of Liao Sheng Group, and asked for a painting of "Paradise Lost" painted by Mr. Liao, but I ...... Still want ...... More ......"

Shao Yatong's palms oozed cold sweat, her heart was too entangled, she had never done it before, but for the person who hurt her the most and cared about her the most, she really did it to the extreme.

Before in the birch forest, she was embarrassed because of all kinds of entanglements, and she was regarded as a stalker, this face is really thick, Shao Yatong felt that Hongxia seemed to be red from her cheeks all the way to the root of her neck.

As soon as he heard that Shao Yatong was here to ask for "Paradise Lost", Luo Haoning suddenly learned what kind of situation it was.

"I didn't expect that so many years have passed, and Mo Han still can't see through that incident, and it's really hard for you. ”

Luo Haoning's tone was gentle, not at all as dignified as his face, which made people feel nervous from the bottom of their hearts, and Shao Yatong couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief in her heart.

However, what did Luo Haoning say just now? Is it really embarrassing for her? Could it be ......that Luo Haoning said something just now? What does this man know?

Luo Haoning saw doubts in Shao Yatong's eyes, and he finally showed a gentle smile again.

"Mo Han and I are old friends, and this relationship has to start with Meng Yao. As for the matter between me and Meng Yao, I think...... Since Young Lady Chu will take the initiative to come to me, she should have heard of it, right?"

Shao Yatong nodded hurriedly, she understood, not only had she heard about it, but also mentioned Luo Haoning's past in the industry.