The rain was a bit heavy, knocking on the window glass and rattling......

The road was covered in fog, and it was a little difficult to see the road ahead.

Lu Jieran turned on the wipers, and when she was waiting for the red light, she hesitated for a few seconds and said: "Rong Qian, after your accident, Han Feifei also went abroad for further study, and I was the only one left in our iron triangle to stay in Nanjiang ......"

Rong Qianmeiyu moved lightly, something happened to her, and Han Feifei went abroad immediately afterward......

Is it a lack of heart, or is there something else hidden in it?

"Actually, this city is not big or small, but it is not easy to survive here!" Lu Jieran said in a sentimental tone: "You know, I came from the countryside, and I was finally admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts in Nanjiang, and no one understands the hardships paid! My parents in my hometown are old and can't afford the high tuition fees, so I am studying while working on my own......" She recalled that at the beginning, she was a little hard to believe that she came here like this, "I washed dishes and polished shoes...... accompanied the wine, Qu Yiying was only to earn that meager salary, so that today's Lu Jieran ......"

"You must not believe that I can do this, right?" Lu Jieran turned her head to look at her.

The expression on Rong Qian's face did not change at all.

Lu Jieran said: "I do so much, it's just to live!

The relationship between people is a wonderful existence, because you can't experience other people's lives from a different perspective.

Lu Jieran's hard work, that was her own choice, she chose to do that kind of work, and she had to suffer humiliation for doing that kind of work...... After all, no one is born to enjoy it!

Can these ...... It can't be an excuse for her to steal someone else's work.

Especially the painting ...... "Two People"!

Lu Jieran wanted to speak again, but Rong Qian said lightly, "The red light has passed." ”

Lu Jieran's words were stuck in her throat, and she was silent for a few seconds before restarting the car.

Lu Jieran took Rong Qian back to her apartment, she lived on the fifteenth floor, and waited for the door to open and go in.

She turned back to Rong Qian and said, "You don't need to change your shoes, come in." ”

The apartment she rented in Nanjiang City lived alone, and the warmth of the small house was full of pink girlish atmosphere.

Rong Qian walked through the hallway, looked around, and then her eyes fixed on the window sill table, which was stacked with glass bottles of small purple stars.

Rong Qian walked over, and she picked it up and looked at it.

Lu Jieran poured a glass of water from the kitchen, and when she saw what she was holding in her hand, she smiled slightly, "I have always kept this bottle of stars you gave me, and I always carry it wherever I go." ”

Rong Qian gently shook the stars inside: "Is there no less than one?"

"Of course. Lu Jieran put the water on the table: "This is what you folded for me with all your heart, how can I be willing to throw away one." ”

Rong Qian stopped talking, and she put down the bottle.

Lu Jieran looked at her expression, her lips moved, and she spoke gloomily.

"Tolerance...... Do you remember the significance of the teacher's assignment at that time? Not only did the school leaders and entrepreneurs come to inspect the school, but I heard that there was also Mr. Cyril, and when the painting was revealed, he would select an outstanding and promising student from among the new students for special guidance......

This, Rong Qian knows.

At that time, because I heard that Teacher Cyril came to the school, the girls in the school were full of excitement and admiration, and they couldn't help but discuss it when they walked on the road with a book in their arms!

"I also painted, and I painted Japanese cherry blossoms, which is very beautiful and realistic......"

Lu Jieran looked ahead and recalled: "But before the school leaders came to participate in the exhibition, the painting was stolen......"

"You know that my background is not good, and I can be said to be unrelated in Nanjiang...... I don't know how to provoke them, the painting disappeared for no reason—— I searched all the places, I was scared, I was afraid that I didn't even have the opportunity to show my face, and then when I accidentally rummaged through it, I saw the painting in your folder......"

"I admit that your painting amazed me, I ...... I don't know what's wrong with me—"

"If I couldn't find my own paintings, I lost at the starting line first. I worked so hard that I was finally admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts...... Do you know that I can't compare to you and Han Feifei...... You have a rich family background and have never worried about money, but I am not...... I even had to calculate my own three meals a day, and at that time, it was ......"

She struggled to speak.

Rong Qian frowned, Lu Jieran suddenly grabbed her arm, and pleaded in a voice: "I have no way, Rong Qian, can you understand me?"

"I'm just a freshman, and my whole world is full of people who have to support themselves and work part-time, and if something happens to you, the painting is put on hold...... It is I who let it see the light of day again and show the value of that painting. I knew that I was wrong for replacing the painting with my own name, but it was just a painting, and it couldn't be compared to the relationship between us. ”

Lu Jieran said so much, Rong Qian didn't feel that it was fake.

After all, they used to be in the same frame together, Rong Qian didn't know that her life was so difficult, she still remembered that once she had a cold and didn't eat, it was Lu Jieran who bought it for her and brought it back......

A painting can't be compared with the feelings between their fingers, but Lu Jieran doesn't know the meaning of that painting to her at all!

Rong Qian raised her head, and she spoke: "What about now? Now that you have a lot of fame, can you give me back that painting?"

Lu Jieran couldn't return to her senses in a daze: "Rong, let it be shallow......"

Rong Qian saw the hesitation in her eyes, and she twisted her eyebrows: "You don't want to?"

"Rong Qian, you just saw the sensational value of that painting, so you want to take it back, but you don't lack anything now, don't you? I heard Aunt Zhao say that you are married, and you are still married to Mo Zun, who can call the wind and rain in the entire Nanjiang River...... You see that you don't need to work hard at anything, your life has stood at the highest point, even if you have such an unbearable past! But I don't have anything, I only have what I am today by relying on that painting......" Lu Jieran looked at Rong Qian, and her tears were unconsciously red.

Rong Qian couldn't believe that she would say these words, Lu Jieran looked excited, her hand holding her arm unconsciously forced, and begged: "That painting was auctioned for three million dollars, I will give you the money, this matter is nothing, okay?"

Rong Qian looked at her steadily, and after a long time, she raised her hand and brushed her hand away.

Because the strength was too heavy, Lu Jie then took a step back.

Rong Qian's face was completely cold, she turned to face the window, the rain hit the glass, scratching the trail.

Rong Qian was silent for a few seconds, her eyes fell on the glass bottle containing the stars in front of her, a trace of pain flashed clearly in her eyes, and the hand supporting the table retracted slightly.

But it's not completely grasped in the end!

"So you don't want to, even if I don't want to do anything, I just want to paint back, you don't want to?"

Lu Jieran's lips moved, Rong Qian didn't look at her, she suddenly sneered.

Straightening up, Rong Qian picked up the glass bottle on the table: "Jieran, do you know the meaning of the stars in this bottle?" I folded it for a long time, I don't remember how many days it ......" She paused: "A total of one thousand and one, I heard that a wish can be granted, and each star has a sentence written for you, I rummaged through a lot of books and copied the chicken soup for the soul...... And what I said to you! Think about the day you accidentally found out, how memorable it is!"

Lu Jieran's expression moved slightly.

Rong Qian looked at her and said, "I thought we could become friends forever...... It seems that it is not needed now!"

As the words fell, she let go of her hand.

I only heard a crisp sound of "pop", and the glass bottle fell and shattered in all directions.

Lu Jieran opened her mouth, raised her feet and walked past her, and left here without looking back.

The continuous light rain in autumn is still falling, and the fifteenth floor is not audible, but the rain knocks on the traces of the glass and slides down, reflecting a sense of misty sorrow!

Lu Jieran leaned against the table and slowly slid down, she stretched out her hand, slowly picked up a star, and opened it......

The handwriting inside is still as fresh as yesterday.

is a sentence written by Rong Qian: "Jieran, the moon was so bright last night, I suddenly thought of a poem...... Poofha, I still won't read it to you, I'll tell you when you ask me. ”

Tears unconsciously rushed out of her eyes, and Lu Jieran raised her hand to cover half of her face...... But I still can't stop the wetness.

She opened several times in a row, all of which were mood quotations written by Rong Qian, as if she was by her side......

Lu Jieran didn't know why she was crying, and when she saw such words, the pain of regret was like sulfuric acid corroding her chest.

She didn't know that Rong Qian also wrote a sentence on every star...... It was an encouragement to her, so that these years will be filled with the meaning of nostalgia, but what has she done?

stole her paintings, and never visited her once after her accident......

Lu Jieran suddenly threw down the note in her hand, and she hurriedly chased it out.

——

Rong Qian walked out of the apartment, the drizzle was drizzle, not big, but the edge of the umbrella was dripping with raindrops.

She looked ahead, and kept replaying the bits and pieces that had happened with Lu Jieran in her mind, Lu Jieran didn't like to talk, she was actually a very self-reliant and self-reliant girl, once when she was playing around with Han Feifei, she had never seen Lu Jieran's figure, she always came back at the last moment of the curfew.

When I came back, I didn't care about talking, and after reviewing the day's lessons, I went to bed.

The next day he was gone!

Rong Qian has actually learned a lot from her, such as self-improvement and doing her own things...... When she didn't enter college, she was so withdrawn that she would be afraid to see strangers, but later she learned to ask strangers for directions and take a ride......

It's not easy for anyone to think about it empathically...... It's shameful that you can't just steal someone else's stuff just because it's hard to live?

It's like, as the years go by, the painting that hasn't changed, but the people's hearts have changed!

Rong Qian was caught in his own thinking and did not look ahead.

When she got down the stairs and the screeching of brakes sounded, she tried to dodge but was too late.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, Rong Qian was so frightened that cold sweat oozed from his spine, and the umbrella in his hand fell unconsciously.

The rain washed her cheeks, and the front of the car in front of her was only half a meter away, and she didn't dare to think about it if she couldn't brake the car a little......

The car door was opened, and a man in a gray suit stepped forward and asked her worriedly, "Miss, are you okay?"

Rong Qian slowly rolled her eyelids, and when she saw her face clearly, Ji Yanlin's voice couldn't hide her surprise: "It's you—"

Stunned for a moment, Ji Yanlin saw that she might be frightened, he bent down to pick up the umbrella and held it above her head: "Is there anything wrong? Let's get in the car first!"

Rong Qian was indeed frightened, and she did not refuse Ji Yanlin's proposal.

When she sat in the passenger seat, Ji Yanlin closed the door, and she stiffly felt that her whole body was soft.

Still faintly shivering......

Ji Yanlin went around the driver's seat from the front of the car, closed the umbrella and got into the car.

He closed the car door and turned to look at her.

Ji Yanlin stretched out his hand to open the dark compartment of the carriage in front of her, took out a tissue from it, pulled it out and handed it to her.

Seeing that she was stunned, her face was pale, and she didn't take it.

Ji Yanlin then took the initiative to wipe the rain on her forehead.

The wet tissue touched his forehead, Rong Qian subconsciously dodged, Ji Yanlin paused, he smiled faintly, and handed the tissue to Rong Qian's hand.

He didn't say a word, but started the car and drove in the way Rong Qian came.

Rong Qian was frightened by the sudden sound of brakes, and at that moment, she realized that people were so small in front of the car, and they almost had no power to resist.

If it weren't for the opponent's brakes, ......

Thinking of this, she turned her head slightly to look at the man driving next to her.

He felt her gaze and said in a mellow voice, "Sorry to scare you, right?"

Rong Qian did not respond.

Ji Yanlin explained: "I called again just now and forgot to honk the horn...... Are you alright?"

"—it's fine. She said stiffly.

The car stopped, and Rong Qian looked at the tall buildings in front of her, and doubts flashed in her eyes.

Ji Yanlin unbuckled her seat belt and sincerely invited her: "Go up and drink a cup of hot water to warm up." ”

Rong Qian's eyebrows moved slightly, thinking about the wording, although he was somewhat similar to Lu Chen, he was not Lu Chen after all, they were strangers......

I heard Ji Yanlin smile and say, "Don't worry, I can't hurt you." ”

He got out of the car, and then went to Rong Qian's side and opened the door for her gentlemanly.

Looking at the plump and firm handsome face, Rong Qian didn't know what was going on, she got out of the car in a trance, and then followed him upstairs into his home.

When he was greeted in, he saw his inadvertently turned back and showed a gentle smile, and Rong Qian understood...... She can always see Lu Chen's shadow on this face!

Ji Yanlin invited her to sit, his home was gray in tone, neat and generous.

Surrounded by the paintings that were everywhere in the house, Rong Qian was unconsciously attracted, and when she came to the cabinet, her eyes were stunned by an abstract painting placed on it......

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, Ji Yanlin held hot water in his hand and handed it to her, "Do you like it?"

Rong Qian raised his hand to take it, and his voice came: "If you like it, I'll give it to you." ”

Rong Qian turned his head to look at him in slight surprise, Master Cyril's works cost millions in the market, and he gave it to her with a casual word?

Ji Yanlin withdrew his suit, he was wearing a dark vest and a blue shirt, looking like a mature, stable and successful person, full of charm.

He put one hand in his trouser pocket and introduced the time and mood of the painting to Rong Qian: "This painting was painted last year, and I was fortunate enough to go to Moon Lake, and when I came back, I somehow had such a picture in my mind. ”

He pointed to the painting in front of him, and the gesture appeared.

"I was very dissatisfied at the time, but I looked at it and somehow I liked it more and more, and then put it at home. ”

"Do you understand?" he asked, turning back to her.

Rong Qian shook his head honestly.

Ji Yanlin chuckled lowly, and he said, "Then follow me and pick one that you can understand." ”

"Are you sorry that you almost knocked me over?" Rong Qian couldn't help but ask.

Ji Yanlin took her upstairs and came to his studio, and when he opened the door, he looked back: "I didn't really bump into you." ”

But it really scared her!

Rong Qian desperately wants to have something to do with Master Cyril, Master Cyril's work, if you don't like it, it's fake.

"But I scared you, I should be a little sincere!" Ji Yanlin said.

Rong Qian followed him, and when he walked into his studio, he saw that the walls were full of paintings...... Her mouth grew in deep surprise.

Ji Yanlin took in her look, he turned on the light, and the room was bright, showing his works over the years more clearly.

Rong Qian roughly swept around, and his peers looked at the skills, and a casual painting in it was an amazing existence.

Rong Qian's sense of awe-inspiring is indescribable, she used to be in school when she had the privilege of seeing Teacher Cyril's paintings through electronic devices, she didn't think anything at the time, but she could look at it again a few years later...... A long-lost throbbing fermented and awakened in the bottom of my heart.

She suddenly turned her head and looked at Ji Yanlin with sparkling eyes: "Can you draw a picture for me......?" That, the money ......"

As soon as the words came out, she realized in embarrassment that she actually had no money and spent Mo Zun's ...... There was always a trace of resistance in her heart, because she knew that that person did not belong to her, so she never had the peace of mind to accept anything from him!

Ji Yanlin had a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and she raised her head: "You say a price, will I give it back to you in the future?"

She looks serious, her clear eyes are shiny, innocent and kind.

Ji Yanlin chuckled, and his tone was quite regretful: "It seems that I have so many paintings here, and none of them have caught your eyes!"

"No, no," Rong Qian hurriedly waved his hand: "After all, those are your achievements, and I don't want to get them for nothing......"

"Huh. ”

Coming out of the studio, Ji Yanlin asked her: "What is your phone number, you can stay, and I will paint it for you in person when I make an appointment." ”

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Rong Qian was very excited, and came out of the corridor excitedly, and the smile on his face couldn't be hidden.

When she came to the car, she looked at Ji Yanlin slightly embarrassed: "You said you painted it for me, and you can't break your promise." ”

Ji Yanlin put his hands in his pockets, and laughed directly when she was pleased, and he looked at her with a hint of gentleness: "Never break your word." ”

Ji Yanlin drove Rong Qian back.

I don't know what's going on, in front of Ji Yanlin, Rong Qian can always let down her guard, be happy and angry, and show the character of a girl of her age.

Rather than dull, precautionary ......

When he got out of Ji Yanlin's car, Rong Qian said goodbye to him, and then walked back to the imperial city along the mountain road.

After the two separated, they did not notice that a red car had been faintly following behind the car.

The rearview mirror covered by the roof flashed a woman's big red lips and a cold expression, revealing a touch of ruthlessness.

She picked up her phone and looked at the photos taken inside, and her heart was only happy.

——

Rong Qian returned to the imperial city of Yijing, Mo Zun did not come back, the housekeeper saw her and greeted her: "Young grandma, you are back, just now your family called, saying that you were asked to go home for a meal." ”

"My family?" Rong Qian didn't understand what she meant for a moment.

The housekeeper nodded: "Yes, Mrs. Rong also said that you came back and asked me to tell you and call her back." ”

It turned out to be Zhao Shuangyi......

Rong Qian thought it was Mrs. Li...... That's right, she's at home!

Rong Qian went upstairs, she first took her clothes into the bathroom to take a shower, and after coming out, she found her mobile phone and planned to call Zhao Shuangyi back.

But I didn't expect the phone to turn off automatically when it ran out of power......

No wonder Zhao Shuangyi would call the villa's landline.

Rong Qian faintly guessed that Mo Zun had made any moves that made Zhao Shuangyi call......

So did he help their family?

In the evening, Rong Qian called the phone, and sure enough, Mo Zun sent someone to come forward, it was his assistant named Yan Zhe...... Rong Haishen took that piece of land easily, and it almost didn't take much effort.

Zhao Shuangyi happily asked her to go home for dinner on the phone, saying that Tingting and Jianjian were back, and the family sat together for a get-together.

Rong Jian is You Meimei's son, Rong Haishen has a son in old age, and You Meili relied on this son to gain a firm foothold in the Rong family.

Zhao Shuangyi can be tolerant and generous, and she doesn't care about the morality of this chaotic family, but she can't stay in such a family without knowing it.

She said lightly that she still had something to do and wanted to review her homework, so she hung up the phone.

When there was no sound in the room, Lu Jieran's face flashed in Rong Qian's mind, and a trace crossed her heart.

Stopping herself from thinking about it, she found a hair dryer in a drawer and began to dry her hair.

——

When the bell rang at twelve o'clock, Rong Qian hurriedly ran downstairs, she didn't care about eating, and said to the housekeeper: "Housekeeper, I'll go first, and I won't come back for dinner in the afternoon." ”

Then he ran out of the door.

She has an exam today, and the world is in a hurry.

The rain in Nanjiang continued to fall, and for half a month, it was intermittent, and there was not a single day of clear and good weather.

Yes, half a month has passed.

Since she somehow provoked Mo Zun that morning, he hadn't returned to the Imperial City for more than half a month.

Rong Qian didn't know what he was doing, and when Mo Zun didn't contact her, she wouldn't take the initiative to inquire about him.

Don't disturb each other, and get along peacefully.

Rong Qian lived a life that had never been settled in the imperial city, and his mood was a lot quieter.

Hitchhiking to Huayang Road, today's journey is somehow extraordinarily congested, the car is like a turtle crawling forward little by little, Rong Qian glanced at the time on the phone, and finally couldn't wait, got out of the car and planned to run from here to the test site.

It's getting close anyway, not very far.

Morlu drove millions of famous cars, and was congested between the various cars at a turtle speed.

He honked his horn a little anxiously, especially when he saw that a motorcycle had overtaken him again between the cracks, which made him even more angry.

"I don't know what's going on in front, are the traffic police eating dry food?"

Li Mubai sat behind him and comforted him loudly: "Don't worry, take your time, anyway, the time is not very rushed." Right, Mo Zun. ”

He asked Mo Zun, who was sitting next to him, with his elbows on the window and his chin on his hands.

The evil face was expressionless, and the whole person leaned lazily on the back of the chair, looking out of the window with dark eyes from the open window.

Mo Lu rested one hand on the steering wheel, he turned around and asked, "Let's go to Emgrand after dinner, right?"

Li Mubai smiled: "Auntie let you go?"

"If you don't say it, how does my mother know?" Mo Lu turned around and said with some grievances: "Since I came back to Nanjiang, I have been managed to death, I can't go anywhere, and I am still asked to follow my brother to learn to do business, am I that material?"

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