Zhong Youcheng took off his blindfold and saw another unfamiliar room.

And there was a familiar voice in this strange room.

Such a familiar voice, even he would have dreamed of it. Yes, it's Lu Xiao'e's.

"You look at it, it's very uninspiring." Lu Xiao'e, who was wearing a pink nightgown and holding a glass of red wine, walked slowly in front of Zhong Youcheng and said this in her unique laughter.

Zhong Youcheng is indeed tired, and this tiredness is not only manifested on his face, but also in the rhythm and voice of his speech: "You called me over so early, is there anything wrong?" ”

Lu Xiao'e stretched out an index finger and scratched a few words on Zhong Youcheng's chest, still smiling and saying, "Haven't you always been in a hurry to paint a portrait of me?" Now, you can. ”

Zhong Youcheng waited for Lu Xiao'e to say this, he was almost crazy, and when he finally heard it, he was not very happy in his heart, and only agreed lightly: "Okay." ”

"Are you waiting for my words to go crazy?" Lu Xiao'e completely got into Zhong Youcheng's heart, and said Zhong Youcheng's impatience to the point.

Zhong Youcheng twisted his face to the side, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

Lu Xiao'e pretended to be inexplicable and asked, "But, why don't you look a little happy when you look at it?" ”

Zhong Youcheng still didn't speak.

"Isn't it, a little reluctant?" Lu Xiao'e teased.

Zhong Youcheng gritted his teeth.

After Lu Xiao'e let out a series of laughs with "giggles", she said mockingly: "It's a pity that I can't find any fun in you." Your body is just like the washboard that my grandmother used back then, and it sticks to my body, except for pain. ”

"If you're ready, let's start portraiting." Zhong Youcheng's voice still carried a bit of eagerness.

"Of course I'm ready," Lu Xiao'e said with a smile, and then asked Zhong Youcheng, "It's just, can you do it?" ”

"Of course." Zhong Youcheng replied in the affirmative.

Lu Xiao'e poured the wine glass in her right hand into her left hand, then raised her right hand on Zhong Youcheng's chin, gently pulled Zhong Youcheng's face, looked at it for a moment, and said, "You look, your mental state is really not good, or tomorrow night?" ”

Zhong Youcheng didn't want to wait for a minute: "I can." ”

"Are you sure?" Lu Xiao'e tilted her face up a little more and asked arrogantly.

"Sure!" Zhong Youcheng became more and more determined.

Lu Xiao'e stared at Zhong Youcheng's eyes tightly: "If you waste Sister Lu's expression, do you know what kind of fate it will be?" ”

Zhong Youcheng listened, there was obviously a panicked look in his eyes, and he still said with confidence: "Listen to it!" ”

Lu Xiao'e slapped a few more fingers of her right hand on Zhong Youcheng's cheek: "You are so energetic......"

Zhong Youcheng hid his face to the side, still urging: "If you can, let's start." ”

"Good!" Lu Xiao'e screamed, and the two sisters who were still holding Li Xiaoxue's portrait carried over an easel that was so beautifully made that it could be called a work of art.

Zhong Youcheng could clearly see that one of his sister's arms was hanging down.

After the two sisters, there was another girl who looked younger and looked more attractive, holding a box and coming directly to Zhong Youcheng.

Zhong Youcheng only felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing in his face, so he didn't dare to look at the girl's face anymore.

Lu Xiao'e smiled slightly, and introduced Zhong Youcheng in a special way: "This is Yueyue, the girl who hurts the most in my hand." You look, how is it compared to the little Gillian in your house? ”

Zhong Youcheng couldn't help but squint at Yueyue again, and only said to Lu Xiao'e: "Let's start our painting." ”

Lu Xiao'e nodded slightly, motioning for Yueyue to open the box.

Yueyue gently agreed "yes", it seemed that she only pressed something at the bottom of the box, and there was a "pop" sound, the lid of the box was opened, and the oil paint was not enough, and a row of twelve oil brushes made Zhong Youcheng's eyes shine.

Lu Xiao'e laughed again and said to Zhong Youcheng: "It's like a drinker who is addicted to alcohol, and a painter has a soft spot for the brush in his hand." This is a limited-edition high-end brush made from the finest mink fur of Spanish origin. If you are satisfied with the portrait of Sister Lu, this brush belongs to you. ”

Zhong Youcheng liked this box of paintbrushes, but he no longer wanted to leave any shadow of Lu Xiao'e for the rest of his life, so he shook his head: "Let's start." ”

Lu Xiao'e smiled again, and handed the wine glass in her hand to the two sisters: "You two go out first, stay here with Yueyue, it's fine." ”

……

Li Xiaoxue has been sitting on the edge of the bed, and from the previous dispute between her and Zhong Youcheng, she naturally thought of her experience in the past six months, and I don't know how many tears she shed.

Such an experience that can be called a huge turning point in her life made Li Xiaoxue at this time think that it was really like a dream.

However, it can only be said that it is the same as a dream, of course, it must not be a dream.

If it was a dream, she would rather everything happen a little more worryingly.

Even if it is not a sweat that shocks the dream, but a body of blood, as long as she wakes up, she can wave everything away, she is willing.

And everything at the moment, if it must be regarded as a dream, it will only be a dream that she may have to do for the rest of her life.

Zhong Youcheng can compare the child in her belly to a rope, and describe the two of them as two grasshoppers tied to this rope, she thinks it is really very appropriate.

It's not because of this child, she knows that she won't return to Zhong Youcheng's side.

Speaking of which, she used to not understand much about women who barely maintained unhappy marriages for the sake of their children, and now, although she can't say that she understands, she is doing even more outrageous things than women she once did not understand.

The women she didn't understand, after all, had children and marriages, and she didn't have all this, and even made such a choice when she was suspected of being pregnant at the time.

Even now, from time to time, she still thinks that the child in her womb is really the little girl she dreamed of. She knew she was stupid and ridiculous, but she really didn't know how to keep herself from doing this.

She also knew that everything she had done for the child in her womb, and for the father of the child in her womb, had only led her into an incomprehensible situation, and for the sake of the child, for the father of the child, she did it anyway.

For the incomprehensible gaze in this world, the only thing she can't care about is Li Mu.

Anyone can not understand her, even laugh at her, scold her, disappoint her, in her heart, but Li Mu can't.

She is "rushing" for Zhong Youcheng, and she does not rule out the consideration of her livelihood in the future, and to a great extent, she still wants to get Li's mother's blessing to her.

Mother Li's heart for her, she is naturally very clear. She knew that as a mother, although Li Mu was strong, she only wished that she would have a relatively better life.

Just talking about Zhong Youcheng's current economic conditions, it is difficult to achieve such a primitive wish as Li Mu.

For such a period of time, if she hadn't taken out her savings, she and Zhong Youcheng would probably not even have any porridge to drink. This seems incredible, but it is the real status quo of her and Zhong Youcheng.

Of course, she can also go out to make money by herself, but Zhong Youcheng, as a man, does not lack arms and legs, and if she doesn't have a penny of income, she is actually a little unsightly.

She doesn't expect Zhong Youcheng to make any big money, even if she only earns a mouth, she feels that Zhong Youcheng has a bit of responsibility after all.

What Li's mother hopes for her future son-in-law will certainly not be as simple as she Li Xiaoxue thought, but this "responsibility" is at least a necessary condition.

The child in her womb grew day by day, and several times, she even hallucinated about the legendary fetal movement.

If such a thing is known to Li Mu, who can't accept Zhong Youcheng, what kind of consequences will happen, she really can't think about it.

Li's mother's heart is especially bad.

Thinking about Li Mu over and over again, her heart felt even more sour.

Compared with Ryoma, she and Li Mu can really be said to be close at hand, and she really feels that the distance between her and Li Mu has never been far.

Taking a taxi, it can be said that it will take less than ten minutes to get to Li's mother's side, but she has been back for so many days, not to mention meeting Li's mother, even a phone call, but she has not been able to make a call.

She didn't call, more because of her unprecedented physical and mental pressure, and Li's mother didn't call, she thought that she was afraid of hooking up with her homesickness.

She couldn't wait to hold Zhong Youcheng's art exhibition, and then tell Li Mu about Zhong Youcheng's "interest".

Zhong Youcheng's art exhibition did not become a fact, and she didn't even know what she could say to Li's mother.

But Zhong Youcheng, instead of showing the positivity he should have, questioned her actions that almost shook her personality.

"Zhong Youcheng, what are you doing?" Li Xiaoxue's tears didn't know when they were dried up again, leaving only marks on her face.

……

Zhong Youcheng's every stroke at this time was deeply disgusting to him.

The paintbrush in his hand was undoubtedly the most expensive he had ever seen, and the person in front of him was really something he hated.

Such a female devil in the world, naked, in front of him Zhong Youcheng, is only dirty.

The hardship that he had never experienced appeared again and again in his pen, but he could only do his best to make his picture more beautiful.

He had to make Lu Xiao'e satisfied, even if it would make him feel strongly dissatisfied with him.

He never felt that he had anything to blame, and painting a portrait of such a female demon was undoubtedly a stain on his body.

In particular, Lu Xiao'e's nakedness made him feel that what he was depicting was a livestock at all.

In order to free himself from the clutches of the devil, he had to do his best to beautify an animal.

What is it that glorifies an animal? He Zhong Youcheng asked himself so secretly, just in his heart, and he didn't want to delve into the answer.