Lin Rongrong has been staying quietly in this castle-like building, there is everything, there are clothes, toiletries, kitchen, flowers, easels and brushes, she knows that all this is arranged by Yan Jin, she is afraid that the Fang family will find her trouble, so she deliberately took her to this hidden place, and when Fang Zhihe woke up, he immediately told him where she was living now, and she would stay here quietly during this period, not crying, not making trouble, and not causing trouble for him.

It's just that there is no clock here, no calendar, she can't know what month it is, what time it is, only that it is winter now, and there is already a thin frost on the fallen leaves outside the window, which will not gradually melt away until the sun arrives, she glanced at the thin frost again, got up and left the windowsill, then walked to the easel, picked up the gouache and traced.

This is an unfinished gouache painting, but judging from the outline and color, this is a street scene of an ancient town, with blue-gray tiles, red couplets and colorful hanging flags, and stairs with only outlines.

After about half a day's effort, the gouache painting was finally painted, Lin Rongrong left her seat, took a few steps back, looked at the easel in front of her, and pulled the corners of her mouth again, this is where she bought embroidered shoes, the name of the shop is "embroidery", she remembers it clearly, and there is a colorful flag hanging under the plaque, the colorful flag has three colors, red, yellow and green, especially beautiful, oh, and ......

Lin Rongrong was about to add a few more strokes, but found that the door of the room was pushed open, she immediately put down her paintbrush and looked over vigilantly, only to see that the man who pushed the door in was a man wearing sunglasses and wearing black, the man was in his thirties and was very burly.

"Wake up, yes...... Is it?"

The man in black didn't answer, but walked straight to the kitchen, put down the meat and eggs in his hand, and then turned around and walked out the door.

"Also...... Still not...... Are you awake?" Lin Rongfu asked again.

The man stopped and turned his face to look at Lin Rongfu, but there was still no answer.

Lin Rongrong sighed and asked cautiously, "He...... Is it dead?"

The man was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly, raised his legs and stepped out.

Lin Rong's heart was shocked, and tears flowed out in an instant, flowing to the tip of her nose and falling on her right hand holding the pen, dead? He died? He didn't survive, didn't push open the door and grab her arm as she expected, and walked out without saying anything, but, dead, yes, he died!

No, no, she doesn't believe it, she doesn't believe that he will die, unless she goes to confirm it with her own eyes, she won't believe it, she won't believe it when she dies, Lin Rongrong thought of this and jumped to the door, and then reached out and pulled the arched wooden door hard, but the wooden door was locked again, she shook and shook hard, but the lock was still firmly hanging on the door, without a trace of being broken.

I don't know how long it took for Lin Rongrong to stop shaking, turn around, and lean weakly against the wooden door, maybe he was...... It's really dead, the Fang family is busy with the funeral now, that's why they locked her here, they don't want her to go out, they don't want her to attend the funeral, after all, she is a daughter-in-law who is not recognized by the Fang family.

Oh, that's it, that's it......

Lin Rongrong didn't know what he thought, he suddenly pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed, laughed, raised his legs and walked to the easel, and painted a few times on the gouache painting, and suddenly a string of copper bells appeared next to the colored flag, and the copper bells were blown by the wind and made a crisp and pleasant sound......

In the next few days, Lin Rongfu still stayed quietly in the castle-like house, sometimes looking at the fallen leaves outside the window, sometimes walking to the easel to draw a few brushes, so quiet as if nothing had happened, until the fifth day, she went crazy, shouted at the door, shouted dumb, shouted tired and slept against the door, and continued to shout "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Later, there was really no way, she took out a kitchen knife from the kitchen, slashed hard towards the wooden door, cut to the third day, the ring at the door lock was cut off, she looked at the ring that fell to the ground, a burst of surprise in her heart, she pulled the corner of her mouth to pull open the wooden door, suddenly the cold wind outside blew into her neck, she shrunk her neck, and then, turned around and walked to the bedroom to take out a cotton coat, put it on her body, and finally stepped out without looking back.

Outside...... Where is it? Why is it so desolate? Lin Rongrong stood in place and swept around in a panic, and found that her eyes were full of trees and wasteland, she swallowed her saliva in fear, raised her legs and ran forward, I don't know how long she ran, suddenly, there was a horizontal asphalt road in front of her, the road was lined with poplar trees on both sides, and the branches of the poplars were also bare, without leaves, at this time she was difficult, she didn't know which direction to go, she didn't know how to get out of here? In the end, after much hesitation, I decided to go to the right, because there is arable land on the right, and if there is arable land, there may be villages.

So she turned and ran to the right......

She estimated the time in her heart, and about an hour later, she found a village, and the telephone pole on the side of the road in the village said "Wuzhuang 1 Team 3 Group", Wuzhuang? What is Wuzhuang? Is it a village around the suburbs of Linjiang City? She thought as she walked towards the village, and after walking for a while, she was greeted by a middle-aged woman who was not very well-dressed, and the woman was carrying a bulging migrant worker's handbag.

Lin Rongfu secretly sighed and stepped forward, "Hello, may I ask here...... Is it Linjiang?"

After the woman looked Lin Rongrong up and down, she said, "What Linjiang? We don't have this place, this is Wuzhuang." ”

"Wu Zhuang...... What kind of county is Wuzhuang...... What city?" Lin Rongrong saw that the woman had the intention of leaving, and quickly asked again.

"Jiangyu County, Hengjiang City!" After speaking, the woman glanced at Lin Rongfu and left.

Hengjiang City?...... This Hengjiang City is almost 300 kilometers away from Linjiang, how did she come to such a far place, is this Yan Jin's hometown? No, although Yan Jin is the adopted daughter of Yan Shujiang and his ex-wife, but I heard Fang Zhihe say that she was brought to Linjiang when she was a teenager, so it can't be Yan Jin, since it's not Yan Jin, then ...... So who sent her here?

Aunt Zhou? Is it Aunt Zhou? No, this is not logical, she listened to Aunt Zhou so much, Aunt Zhou didn't have any reason to lock her up, but ...... But it's not Yan Jin, it's not Aunt Zhou, who is the person who imprisons her, and what is the purpose of imprisoning her?

Forget it, Fang Zhihe is already dead, and she has become a veritable widow, what's the use of thinking about this? Linjiang or the Fang family, she won't go back, no matter how rich and prosperous there is, no Fang Zhihe is equivalent to hell, no, all places without Fang Zhihe are hell, all hell......

Lin Rongrong thought about it and couldn't help crying again, after a while, she reached out and wiped her tears, raised her legs and continued to walk forward, the world is so big that there is always a place for her to stay, she wants to find it, to find the place where she can stay, and then spend the rest of her life there quietly......

However, as soon as she took a step, she heard a woman behind her shouting at her: "Hey, is your surname Yu?"

Lin Rongrong turned his head, looked behind him, and found that it was the woman who was carrying the migrant worker's bag who spoke, didn't she leave......?

"I ask you, can't you hear me?"

Lin Rongrong quickly put away his thoughts and shook his head, "My surname is Lin, Cong...... The forest of the forest. ”

"Oh, surnamed Lin?" the woman said absentmindedly as she glanced at the cotton clothes on Lin Rong's body, "I ask you, are you ...... Where did you get this padded jacket from?"

Lin Rongrong was stunned for a moment, and then lowered his head and looked at the cotton clothes on his body that had not yet had time to take off the tag, "I...... I don't know. ”

"Don't know?"

Lin Rongrong nodded, bit his lower lip, and said, "My husband is dead, and someone has locked me up...... Get up, this garment is in the ground where I am imprisoned...... party found. ”

The woman let out a suspicious "oh", then lifted the bag on her shoulder, and glanced at the cotton clothes on Lin Rong's body, "Do you sell that jacket?"

Lin Rongrong didn't know what the woman meant, but she didn't dare to ask, so she had to lower her head and not speak.

"I asked you if this padded jacket was sold, why didn't you speak?"

"I ......"

"If you sell it, take it off, I'll give you mine to wear, and then I'll give you another hundred dollars, okay?"

Lin Rongrong raised his eyes to look at the dirty and old red cotton clothes on the woman's body, hesitated, reached out and unzipped the zipper around his neck, took off the cotton clothes on his body and held them in his arms.

Seeing this, the woman hurriedly put down the handbag, took off the old cotton clothes on her body and put them on the handbag, and then, reached out and snatched the cotton clothes in Lin Rong's arms, and carefully folded them in a red plastic bag, "You wear mine, I'll give you money in a while, don't worry, my words count!"

Lin Rongrong looked at the woman's folded cotton clothes, hesitated for a long time and didn't reach out to take the red cotton clothes on the handbag, the cotton clothes are dirty and old, the key is that it is very big, even if you wear it, it will leak everywhere, and it will not play a role in keeping warm at all, "I ......"

Before she could finish speaking, the woman handed over the red bill of one hundred yuan, "Say good things, don't change hexagrams!"

"I ...... I don't need money, I just want to have a place to stay...... Places for you ......"

"What do you mean? You still want to rely on me? That's not good, I tell you, this business is the same as the object, it's all you and me, there is no one to pity anyone, who relies on whom, or ......" The woman was ruthless, and pulled out the folded clothes again, "Forget it, I won't buy your jacket anymore, you can go!"

"I ...... No...... It's not ......" Lin Rongrong couldn't even say a sentence in a hurry, and kept repeating "No, no, no".