Chapter 8: Secrets
Qiu Ruoyu handed the handle in his hand to Xueji, "This is what I made for you, you have to treasure it." Xue Zhen took the handle, looked at the kite in the sky, and sighed: "Japan is really far away, I wonder if our kite can fly over?" "I will be back soon, we are still flying kites here." I'll be back soon for that too. Because Snow Marks is a very special person to me. Qiu Ruoyu said as she helped Xue Ji pull the kite string in her hand. Xue Zhen suddenly measured his face, stared at Qiu Ruoyu's face and asked, "What kind of person is it?" Qiu Ruoyu thought for a while and replied with a smile: "Secret." Xue Zhen turned to the side a little unconvinced, and said, "It's okay if you don't tell me, because Brother Ruoyu is also a very special person to me." "Then what kind of person am I?" Qiu Ruoyu smiled and leaned over to Xue Zhen's side. Xue Zhen looked at Qiu Ruoyu with a smile and shook his head, "It's also a secret." ”
-- Eight years later --
In the afternoon, Qiu Yingsheng was painting in the study after taking medicine. Although his face was pale, the white gown did not look abrupt on his body, but made his complexion a little healthier. Qiu Yingsheng likes to draw very much, and every time Xueji tells him stories from the outside, he paints them, as if he has experienced them himself. "Brother Shadow. Hearing the sound of snow marks coming from behind, Qiu Yingsheng slowly turned around and held up the painting he had just painted and asked, "How is it?" Brother Yingsheng, do you know how beautiful our country is? It's a pity that she can't be as beautiful as your paintings. She is going through hardship. Qiu Yingsheng let out a long sigh and said, "Trust me, everything will be fine." "I believe it. Snow Mark nodded firmly, "Because I know that one day the Japanese will be kicked out." My own home is gone, and I don't want my country to be slaughtered again. "You have your own home. This is your home, and we are your family. "Brother Yingsheng, will Brother Ruoyu come back today?" Xue Zhen said as he helped Qiu Yingsheng to sit down on a chair. Qiu Yingsheng coughed lightly and said, "I missed my father's funeral, today is my father's death day, and my eldest brother will definitely come back." "It's been eight years, and we don't seem to have spoken for a long time, except for letters from home, when he began to gradually stop replying to my letters. So, I kept thinking about what I was going to say when he came back. I thought about it a lot and practiced a lot, but today I forgot all about it. "You don't have to say anything, big brother will be very happy as long as he sees you." At this time, Ah Cheng ran in with a smile and said, "Second Young Master, Miss, Uncle Wang's car to pick up the eldest young master has arrived at the door!" Xue Zhen was very excited when she heard the news, she took Qiu Yingsheng and said, "Brother Yingsheng, let's go to the door to pick him up." Qiu Yingsheng smiled and waved his hand, "I'm not going." My brother's letter to my family said that I would bring a friend to sit at home, and I don't want anyone to know that he has such a brother except for you. "Then do you want to stay in the study all the time?" Qiu Yingsheng smiled and nodded, "There's nothing wrong with staying here, it's very calm." There you go. ”
By the time the snow marks had passed, the car was already parked at the door. Snow Scar's heart was expectant and nervous, he didn't dare to fix his eyes on one place, only moved back and forth, and settled there as the car door opened. The young man who came out of the car was smiling, and this smile was no longer as soft and warm as when he was a child, but strangely chilling. He was wearing a crisp white suit, his strong bow tie seemed to reflect the light, and the sound of his shiny black leather shoes falling to the ground was a little harsh. At this moment, Xue Zhen knew that Qiu Ruoyu no longer seemed to be the brother who used to wear a buttoned kaftan and fly a kite by himself all day long······
The person who got out of the car afterwards felt as if her limbs were frozen, and she froze there, trying to take a step forward, but her body didn't obey the call at all. The person who got off the bus after Qiu Ruoyu turned out to be a Japanese wearing a Japanese military uniform.
Xueji forced himself to smile and stepped forward, "Ruo, if foolish brother······" Qiu Ruoyu looked at her, his expression was very calm, and he said lightly: "Go and entertain the guests." After saying that, he went in, without looking at the snow marks, and that's it, he passed by the snow marks very calmly. Snow Marks' eyes froze suddenly, and she didn't know what kind of expression she had on her face at the moment. Maybe it's surprise, maybe it's ······ I'm a little disappointed. The Japanese who was standing on the side enthusiastically took the initiative to introduce himself to Xueji, "Hello beautiful lady, I'm Jun Kurosawa." It's a friend of Ruo Yujun. The man's voice sounded similar to Qiu Ruoyu's age, and Xue Zhen lowered his head and didn't look at him, only heard him laughing. Snowmark didn't want to know what he looked like, because all the marauders had the same face. Cruel, horrific. At dinner, Qiu Yingsheng didn't serve the table, he didn't want outsiders to know about his existence. Snow Scar was just eating quietly, she didn't want to talk, and she didn't want to see the Japanese on the other side. Kurosawa Jun smiled as he tasted the delicious food on his plate, "Wakayu-kun's home is really magnificent. "Yes, it's all the family business of the ancestors. My father died of illness a year ago, and the family can't be left alone, and this time I came back to take over Ruihua Silk Village, and in the future, you will call me Boss Qiu. Qiu Ruoyu was full of confidence and responded to Kurosawa Jun. "Oh? great. What we admire most is a young talent like Ruoyujun. Then Boss Qiu must help us more in the future. Qiu Ruoyu looked at Kurosawa Jun for a long time, and said with a smile: "I'm the master here now, and it's no problem if you want me to help as much as you want." Xuejin's hand trembled slightly, but she never believed that her Ruoyu brother had become a traitor who had colluded with the Japanese. She put down the chopsticks in her hand, got up and said, "I'm full, go up first." Qiu Ruoyu grabbed her and said lightly: "The guests are still there, you must understand the rules and sit down." Xue Zhen shook off the hand held by Qiu Ruoyu, raised his head and stared at his thin and cold gaze, and said in a resolute tone: "I want to go up." "Sit down!" Qiu Ruoyu held Xue Zhen's wrist tightly again, and it seemed that he could hear the sound of bones "trembling". Snow Mark bit her lip and didn't speak, she didn't look at him, she stood still, in short, she just didn't sit down. Seeing that the situation was a little stiff, Kurosawa Jun smiled and said, "Since Miss Ye is full, let her go up." I'm full anyway, it's time to go. Qiu Ruoyu shook off the hand of the snow mark, "It's really unruly." Then he said to Kurosawa-kun, "Kurosawa-kun, I'll send you." Hearing that Kurosawa Jun was going to leave the snow marks, he went upstairs without looking back. Even the maids on the side were stunned by such a scene, especially Ah Cheng. It can be said that she grew up with the young masters and young ladies. In the past, the eldest young master was the most precious Miss Snowmark, and she never even spoke loudly, she never thought that the eldest young master would treat Miss Snowmark like this······
"Your eldest brother has become like this! I think Snow Marks must be very sad. Lan Xue's tone was a little excited. "It's almost dawn, and it's time for me to go. "Don't you talk anymore? It's still early?" At this time, the shadow had disappeared, and only one voice stopped in Lan Xue's ear, "If you don't sleep again, there will be no time to sleep at dawn." Lan Xue looked around the room to get into the bed, and said to herself, "Snow marks must be very sad." ”
Early in the morning, if it weren't for the constant ringing of the mobile phone, Lan Xue would still be immersed in Zuo Chen's dream of washing off the oil paint for himself. Lan Xue picked up her phone, yawned and said lazily, "Hey." The voice on the other end of the phone was very excited, "Cher, it's me." Hearing this voice, Lan Xue immediately came to the spirit, "Senior sister!" "That's right, it's me." "You're going back to China!" Lan Xue's tone was particularly excited. "yes. My parents and brother are here now, so I spent my vacation here before work. We haven't seen each other for a long time, so let's come out and have dinner together. The tone on the other end of the phone was also very excited. "But senior sister, I'm going to work today. Lan Xue, who was originally very excited, felt a little more frustrated in her tone when she thought of going to work. However, as soon as she finished speaking, the "roar" on the other end of the phone almost frightened her to throw the phone on the ground: "You are crazy! I have never heard that Miss Qianjin will be short of money to spend." "It's not a lack of money, it's a ······" Okay, okay, where do you work, I'll pick you up at lunchtime. "Okay. I'm at the Mureen Hotel. "What! Cher, you, hahaha······" The inexplicable laughter on the phone made Lan Xue feel very strange all of a sudden, "What's wrong, senior sister?" "It's nothing, I'll see you later." Bye. "Hmm. Bye. ”
Lan Xue stood on the ladder and concentrated on painting, since she started to paint this painting, her heart seemed to have never been so calm. I won't always feel guilty about Zuo Chen, just paint quietly. "Let's go to lunch. Hearing the voice behind her, Lan Xue's expression did not change, and she said coldly: "Is it just eating? "I have something to tell you. "I'm sorry Mr. Duan, I'm not available. Lan Xue replied lightly, but still didn't look back. "Then I'll just say it here. "I'm sorry, but I'm not used to being disturbed while I'm drawing. "Got it. Duan Yehan turned around and was about to leave, but saw Duan Meixi standing behind him, and was inadvertently stunned. Duan Meixi's face was very pleasantly surprised: "It turns out that they are all their own people." Cher, I'm here to pick you up, let's go. Lan Xue carefully got down from the ladder, put down her painting tools, walked to Duan Yehan's side and said lightly, "Mr. Duan, I can get off work now." Duan Meixi stepped forward first, took Lan Xue's hand and said to Duan Yehan: "Let's go together, I don't have to pay if my brother goes." Isn't it a coincidence that this is my brother? Let's have dinner together. Okay?" Lan Xue was embarrassed to refuse, and Duan Meixi had no choice but to respond, "Hmm." "Go ahead, I have something to do. Although Duan Yehan refused, Duan Meixi would not just give up, "Brother, don't lie to me!It's lunch time, let's go!" Although Lan Xue and Duan Yehan were a little unnatural, they were still embarrassed to refuse Meixi's enthusiasm, so they had to follow······
The restaurant was chosen by Duan Meixi, a retro Russian restaurant, and she liked the murals here very much. Customers can enjoy an unobstructed view of Petersburg on the entire wall, and Duan Meixi knows that Lan Xue will love it. At the dinner table, Duan Yehan and Lan Xue were just eating silently, and no one spoke. It was Duan Meixi who broke the silence: "Do you know, the three of us can sit down and eat together now, which is the most surprising coincidence." Brother, let me introduce to you again, the year you graduated, Lan Xue used to be an exchange student in our school. You don't know how good her paintings are, every club that has something to do with art is robbing her. But in the end, Xue'er still chose the anime illustration club.,What about your versatile sister I.,As the vice president of the illustration club, it's an honor to know Cher.,I'm a good friend with Cher who talks about everything.。 Duan Meixi said as she patted Lan Xue's shoulder proudly. Duan Yehan didn't seem to be interested in what his sister said, he put down his knife and fork and looked at Lan Xue for a few seconds, and said in an extremely steady tone, "Now let's talk about what I wanted to tell you just now." Lan Xue's expression suddenly flashed a trace of tiredness, "Say it." Duan Yehan's body leaned forward slightly, and he said with a calm expression, "Starting tomorrow, you don't have to come again." "I was dismissed, right?" Lan Xue asked Xu Duhang with a light smile. Xu Duhang leaned back to his original position, nodded and said, "So to speak." "Don't worry, I'll go. It's just that I'm not your employee, and I don't need you to dismiss me yet. Once I start painting, I don't give up halfway. Like it or not, I'm only halfway through the painting on the wall, and I'm going to finish it. Lan Xue didn't hesitate at all, and said without hesitation. "I'll find another artist to take over your work. "For me, it's not work, it's my heart's work. I don't trust other artists······ I'll leave when I'm done. "Then as soon as possible. With that, Duan Yehan lowered his head and continued to eat. "Don't worry, I won't be there all the time, it doesn't mean anything to me except for the painting. Is there anything else?" After Lan Xue finished speaking, she looked directly at Duan Yehan, who had been keeping her head down, waiting for his answer. At this time, Duan Yehan raised his head, and his shallow gaze fell in the direction of Lan Xue, "No." You use it slowly, I'll go first. Duan Yehan got up and left, such an embarrassing situation caught Duan Meixi a little off guard, she had to say to Lan Xue first: "I'm sorry Xue'er, I didn't think it would be like this." "Senior sister, go back with him, I want to be quiet." "Okay. Duan Meixi reluctantly turned around and caught up with Duan Yehan and left together.
Duan Meixi watched her brother enter her room, then followed him and pushed the door in, she saw Duan Yehan sitting at the foot of the bed, her eyes kept staring at the opposite wall, she asked puzzledly: "Brother, can you give me an explanation? Why do you do that?" Duan Yehan's eyes gradually became deeper, like the only star in the night, bright but indistinct, and his voice carried a helplessness that could not break free from fate, "Xiaoxi, she is the owner of that painting." Duan Meixi looked up at the place he had been staring at, and on the wall opposite Duan Yehan hung a painting framed by a crystal square, which was a little wrinkled because the painting had been soaked with water. It was a child's drawing, a little boy and a little girl. Next to the little girl, "Xiaoxue" was written, and next to the little boy, the Japanese prefix with the word "Xiaochen" was crossed out······