"......" Liang Siyu put down the documents in his hand, "Baiyu Group welcomes you back at any time." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Thank you."

Zhang Shenqian talked to Liang Siyu about some of Liang Bubai's little interests, and then left the company.

Zhang Shenqian called Su Yu'er, but no one answered after calling three times, this is after Zhang Shenqian called Su Yu'er to tell her that she was going to Beijing with Mo Suyuan, Su Yu'er ignored her on the fifth day.

She didn't know what was wrong with Su Yu'er, didn't she say that Mo Suyuan was fine that day? Is it reluctant to separate?

She will leave tomorrow, Su Yu'er doesn't want to see her? Although Su Yuer often goes to Beijing, Zhang Shenqian still doesn't like Su Yuer's estrangement.

Zhang Shenqian drove downstairs to Su Yu'er Community, she

didn't go upstairs to look for Su Yu'er, just waited in the car for a while, and left.

Because she had nothing to do, Zhang Shenqian went to see an art exhibition, she didn't know much about painting, she just looked at it.

When she saw a painting outlined only in green, she thought it was very beautiful, the deep and light shades of green, it was a jungle, and it was also ethereal, just in the mood of the person looking at the painting.

She walked in again, and it was the main exhibition, where a woman was holding a child's hand, and the sunlight not far away was shining on two people, one big and one small, and the shadow part seemed to be the devil's hideousness. What does this painting mean?

"Depth?" Someone called behind Zhang Shenqian.

Zhang Shenqian didn't remember this voice, so he turned around.

Zhang Shenqian thought for a while, "Song ...... Mr. Song! "I'm sorry, she forgot his name, she only remembered which character it seemed to be from a martial arts novel, and she forgot specifically.

"You like this painting?" Song Wuji asked.

"It's okay, I don't know much about drawing." Zhang Shenqian is very honest, she doesn't like to pretend to understand, and in the end, she is ashamed.

"This painting is called 'Blessing'!" Song Wuji explained to Zhang Shenqian, "I wish this mother and son happiness and well-being." ”

“…… What about the shadow underneath? Zhang Shenqian just asked politely, she didn't like this painting very much.

"Their misfortunes, the setbacks they encountered, the places they wanted to escape." Song Wuji said to Zhang Shenqian with true feelings.

"I think they can't escape for the rest of their lives, why do you want to regard that as misfortune, that belongs to a part of their lives, that is their shadow, look at it in another way, it is not the devil." Zhang Shenqian expressed her opinion, although she doesn't know how to paint, but she has her own opinion on this painting, "The sunlight is too dazzling, not harmonious at all, if I were the woman in the painting, I would turn my back to the sun, look down at the children, and let the children paint their shadows!" ”

"......" Song Wuji stared straight at Zhang Shenqian, it turned out that the ideas they pursued were different, and they were destined to have no intersection.

"Also, Sunshine is selfless and doesn't exist just for the two of them, but the shadow belongs to them."

"Shade ......"

"Huh?" Zhang Shenqian turned his gaze from the painting to Song Wuji.

"You're special." Song Wuji said meaninglessly.

“…… Why is Mr. Song here? Zhang Shenqian felt that Song Wuji's words were very nonsensical, so he hurriedly changed the topic.

"This is my exhibition." Song Wuji was stunned for a moment, and then replied.

"You're a painter!" Zhang Shenqian was a little in awe, she felt that this kind of artists were great, and she looked at artists with admiration.

"Sort of!" Song Wuji smiled, thinking that Zhang Shenqian was very cute.

"And you painted all the paintings here?"

"Hmm......" Song Wuji felt that the "you" in Zhang Shen's shallow mouth had widened the distance between each other.