Luo Hechuan sneered, hugged his shoulders, and looked at Zhan Lichen as if complaining: "Zhen Zhen is the strongest person I have ever met, if it weren't really sad, she wouldn't be blind and sensational." ”

Zhan Lichen pursed his thin lips and didn't say a word, Ye Zhenzhen was fragile and helpless last night, and those unstoppable tears kept spinning in his mind like a marquee, deeply stabbing his heart.

She has been betrayed, and she has gone away alone, her heart must be more fragile than ordinary people, and the so-called strength is just a layer of disguise.

She took off her disguise for him, whether it was for Xiaofeng or to find a backer, she didn't approach him with the kind of purpose he thought, that soft heart, once in front of him, his special medicine, helped him taste the aroma of wine, smelled the fragrance of flowers, but because of some speculation, he rashly drove her away.

Feeling deceived, isn't his annoyance because he is unwilling to be deceived?

"Great, Mr. Zhan, you're here, I'm about to contact you recently. A foreign man dressed as a deacon walked over and bowed to Zhan Lichen with a smile on his face.

Zhan Lichen obviously didn't remember who this man was, Luo Mingfan stepped forward and said, "Hello, is there anything wrong?"

The deacon replied: "Thank you Mr. Zhan for your funding of the church over the years, but the church land is about to be repossessed, I know you can't do anything about it, we are still grateful, I believe that the Lord will have a better arrangement, we have been guarding the room you rented from us, now, should you also go and tidy up?"

The three people in this paragraph were confused.

Luo Mingfan approached Zhan Lichen and asked in a low voice, "Brother, when did you fund the church?"

Zhan Lichen didn't know that there was no such flow of funds in his account, and he had no memories of the past, and what he remembered now was what Zeng Qiong told him, and there were some secrets that Zeng Qiong might not know.

If no one knows, then who is funding him?

The deacon took them to the room, the attic of the church, which was old but still had an ancient feel.

On the way, Lohechuan asked the deacon if he had ever seen a woman come here with a child.

The deacon replied, "There was a mother and son who came, and the woman bought flowers, and put them under the cross, and prayed very reverently for a long time, as if she had encountered a problem, and the child kept crying in her arms, and I felt a little distressed, and I asked her what had happened, and she went away without saying anything." ”

Luo Hechuan glanced at Zhan Lichen again, Zhan Lichen felt uncomfortable, what made him even more uncomfortable was that if that dream was true, Ye Zhenzhen had something to do with him in the past, then the harm he had done to her today was really a great crime!

In front of the attic door, the deacon gave him Zhan Lichen's financial account and the key to the room, and after thanking him again, he left.

Zhan Lichen looked at the name of the donor on the account, he was right, the last fund was called two months ago, a month ago, it was determined that the dismantling was here, the contract was handed to him, and he signed.

He took a photo of the donation account and sent it to Gu Bin, and ordered concisely: "Go check." ”

After sending it, with great trepidation, he opened the attic door.

An old musty smell came out, Luo Hechuan collapsed on the spot, and ran to the downstairs window to get some air, Luo Mingfan originally wanted to run, but when he saw the things in the room, his steps stopped, and he couldn't lift his heels heels heavily.

Not to mention Zhan Lichen, this door is also like the door of his heart that has been sealed for a long time, and it regained its light in an instant, shaking his frozen memory.

There is only one window in the room, and the sunlight shines in through the multicolored windows, illuminating the empty room in a colorful and dreamlike way.

The walls are covered with portraits of people, a chair in the middle, an easel, and dye that has been dried and has not yet had time to be used up, and most of the unpleasant smell comes from those dyes.

The painting paper is old, and some of them are moldy, but the people on the painting are still lifelike, beautiful like the elves of the mortal world, smiling skillfully, looking forward to the beautiful eyes, captivating the country and the city, and living and fragrant.

She was...... Ye Zhenzhen.

No, to be exact, judging by her simple and beautiful princess curly hair on the painting, this should be Meng Zhenzhen, the most beautiful youth of upright youth, once carefree, the unique little princess of the Meng family who is beyond everyone's reach, Meng Zhenzhen.

In the lower right corner of each painting is the inscription and the name of the painting.

The name is the same, the name is "My Love", and the signature is the same: Chen.

The answer is in his heart, and he is about to come out.

It turned out that long before Zhan Baiqi and Meng Zhenzhen fell in love, he was deeply in love with this girl.

Thinking about it this way, Ye Zhenzhen's specialness seems to be reasonable, it is not that people deliberately find his weaknesses to approach him, but that he still loves others from the bottom of his heart, so she has become special.

Luo Mingfan didn't look at it so carefully, he only cared about looking at the person in the painting, he scratched his scalp and said in trouble: "Why do I think she is very familiar?"

Luo Hechuan walked in and was startled: "Damn, who, have painted so many portraits of Ye Zhenzhen?"

Luo Mingfan looked back at his brother: "This is not Ye Zhenzhen, right?"

It looks the same, but it feels like it's much worse.

Luo Hechuan waved his hand impatiently: "Isn't this who Ye Zhenzhen is?"

Luo Mingfan shook his head, unable to think of an answer, but he felt that such a smile, this noble temperament revealed in his bones, was not the same person as Ye Zhenzhen, who was now dressed in a stall and disguised in a low-key manner.

Luo Hechuan looked carefully at the person in the painting, understood Luo Mingfan's confusion, and held his chin in his hand.

"Shhh...... Don't say it, it's really different, this look and smile, I've never seen her smile so pure and relaxed since I met Zhen Zhen, could it be that she made a mistake? Or did the painter process it himself?"

The two looked at Zhan Lichen, this room was rented by him, and the church was also sponsored by him, and he must know what was going on with the paintings in it.

Zhan Lichen was silent, as if he was immersed in his own world and had not yet come out, after looking around, he walked to the easel and found a diary next to the dye box, which was full of dust, and many places on the inner pages were moldy.

He just wanted to know more about this, about his past with Meng Zhenzhen, so he didn't mind holding the diary at all and flipping through it.

Looking at Zhan Lichen like this, it is estimated that he can't remember what all this is about, Luo Mingfan still decided to find out the answer on his own.

"Zhen Zhen ......" Luo Mingfan thought thoughtfully: "There seems to be a person named Zhen Zhen in Yunhai City, she is ......"

Worried in his heart, Luo Mingfan frowned, took out his mobile phone, searched for another Zhen Zhen's image information, and secretly hoped that she would better not be the same person as that Zhen Zhen!