Song Qianqiu was gone, Song Youran dismissed the servants at home, and even Lao Jiang, who gave him a generous pension, also let him leave. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

These people have followed father and daughter for two lifetimes, and as long as she sees them, she will think of the traces of her life, and she will think of her father.

Daddy, are you in heaven now, and are you still angry with me?

Song Youran smiled bitterly, don't think of me, don't think of bad memories, just leave all the pain to me.

In the past few days, Song Youran stayed alone in the room, and when he felt uncomfortable, he picked up the pen and painted, and he didn't know what he was painting while drawing, but his mood was finally a lot calmer.

Gradually, I have figured out a lot, and there are many things that we can't change, so we have to let ourselves face them as calmly as possible.

Whenever she couldn't sleep in the dead of night, Ye Qingfan would always call, and she would always encourage her, Song Youran was very strange at first how he knew his situation, and after a long time, he naturally found Ye Qingfan who stayed downstairs at her house all night and night.

As soon as the lights came on, he would call and ask, "Did you have a nightmare?" ”

The person he loves takes care of himself so much, Song Youran feels very warm.

In his sleep, Song Youran dreamed of Song Qianqiu for the first time, he pointed to the oil painting and told himself that it was Van Gogh's work.

As long as painting is involved, Song Qianqiu always smiles between her eyebrows and eyes, Song looks at him with a leisurely smile, she has not seen her father so happy for a long time.

Suddenly, the picture turned, and Shui Lingyun drove the car and crashed into Song Qianqiu, who was crossing the road.

"Don't!" Song leisurely started from the bed.

The light was turned on, and the yellowish light illuminated the silence of the room, and Song leisurely gasped and wiped the cold sweat that broke out on his head.

Another nightmare.

A bell rang, and Song Youran took it and put it to his ear.

His voice was as anxious as ever: "What's the matter, can't you sleep?" ”

Song leisurely eased his senses: "How do you know?" Song leisurely got up and came to the window.

"Why didn't you leave?"

"I'm working on the script."

Ye Qingfan is telling the truth, in addition to watching Song Youran recently, he has been studying the script of "Blind Detective", this movie is the drama he wants to reach the top, as long as it is completed, even if he does not get the title of actor in the end, he will quit the showbiz.

He is also studying the materials passed down for six years, and when the filming of "Blind Detective" is finished, he will officially inherit the family business.

Ye Qingfan realized that if you want to protect the people you love, you must first make yourself strong.

"Come up and rest." Song Youran's voice revealed exhaustion.

Ye Qingfan evoked an evil smile: "Song Youran, you are luring wolves into the room." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the door downstairs opened.

Although it was said that Ye Qingfan would come in, Song Youran was still tense all over, and they rarely got along alone like this, especially in a room.

Ye Qingfan had obviously seen Song Youran's discomfort, and picked up a pillow on Song Youran's bed, "I'll go to the study to sleep." ”

"Don't," Song leisurely patted his bed, "I'm scared alone." ”

Yes, fear of nightmare after nightmare, fear of waking up again and again.

Ye Qingfan was stunned, slept on the bed, and hugged Song Youran tightly from behind.

A low and hoarse voice rang in my ears: "With me here, you don't have to be afraid of anything." ”

Song Youran nodded, "Tomorrow I will talk to the media about canceling the marriage contract." ”

Ye Qingfan's body trembled: "Okay, let's sleep obediently." ”

In the dark night, his arms were so strong, his chest was so warm, I don't know how long it took, she slowly closed her eyes.

Ye Qingfan opened his eyes, his eyes were full of pity, and his arms holding Song Youran tightened again.

Youran, you have lost too much, I will definitely protect you.

Song Youran didn't know how long it had been since he had slept peacefully, so that when Song Youran woke up the next day, it was already dawn, and he pushed Ye Qingfan, who was still sleeping, he should also be tired.

Song Youran gently stroked Ye Qingfan's cheeks, Ye Qingfan slept peacefully, his lips pursed in his sleep, and his whole face was extraordinarily three-dimensional.

The hand was caught, and Song Youran looked at Ye Qingfan who was snickering in surprise.

"You're pretending to be asleep?"

"Song Youran, do you know how tired I was last night, and you came to disturb me." In the early morning, his voice was hoarse, and it was even more charming.

"I...."Knowing that what he said was ambiguous, Song Youran still blushed unhappily.

"You go out, I'm going to change my clothes."

"It's here, I watched it last night when you were asleep."

"Shame on you!" Song Youran stared at him, seeing that he was pitiful, he let him in, and actually began to tease himself the next day.

"Look, people have teeth!"

Ye Qingfan showed his neat eight teeth, and the angry Song Youran directly picked up the pillow and beckoned to Ye Daying's head.

Ye Qingfan hurriedly waved his hand, "Okay, okay, can't I go out?" ”

After getting dressed neatly, Ye Qingfan escorted Song Youran out, and as soon as the door opened a small crack, a group of people pushed the door open.

Song Youran, who was flashing with magnesium lights, closed his eyes, and the media became even more excited after seeing Ye Qingfan, and the camera clicked non-stop.

"Miss Song, your fiancé is still lying on the hospital bed and you are living with Ye Qingfan, did you cheat before?"

"Miss Song, netizens said that you were with Young Master An because of money, is it true?"

Suddenly, several girls rushed into the circle of reporters, "What nonsense to talk to this mean woman!" ”

As soon as the knife in his hand was slashed, Song Youran's arm flowed blood.

"Leisurely!" Ye Qingfan saw that Song Youran was injured, and quickly pulled her behind him, and the murderous aura on his body startled the girl who lifted it, and with a click, the knife fell directly to the ground.

"Get out of here!" Ye Qingfan protected Song Youran while calling the police.

Ye Qingfan swept over this group of people with cold eyes, fortunately he has developed power in the entertainment industry, otherwise how could a star compete with the media.

In the stunned eyes of everyone, Ye Qingfan slammed the door shut.

And when the reporters saw such a picture of the two, they refused to let it go, and they didn't want to leave.

Ye Qingfan frowned and led Song Youran to sit down on the sofa, "Where is the disinfectant?" ”

Song Youran's voice was muffled: "I'm fine, don't care." ”

Ye Qingfan lightly touched her wound and saw her gasp.

His eyes shone with anger: "Song Youran, is this okay?" ”

"Qingfan, I feel so tired," Song Youran buried himself in the sofa, "There have been so many things that have happened recently, and even I know very well who is controlling all this, but I really have no way to reveal the truth." ”

"It's ridiculous, I obviously hold a grudge in my heart, but I just can't do anything to hurt Shui Lingyun, just let me repay the kindness she once gave birth to me."

Ye Qingfan looked at her distressedly: "Leisurely... If anyone does not offend me, I will not offend, but if anyone offends me, I will offend! The one who is always bullied if he is too kind! ”

"Qingfan, I think, I need time to think about it, I want to get out of here."

Song Youran looked at Ye Qingfan with a determined light in his eyes.

"Shall I leave here with you?" Ye Qingfan hugged him leisurely in his arms with a heartache.

"Brother Jingyu is still in the hospital bed, I won't be with you now, and I won't go with you, I want to be alone and quiet, maybe I'll be back soon! Can't wait for me? "Leisurely, at this time, even if you like Ye Qingfan, you won't live with him.

"I can wait for you, I can wait for you for the rest of my life!"

……

didn't let anyone send him, Song Youran decided to leave alone.

She brought only a sketchpad and a carry-on bag, which contained paint and a few changes of clothes, as well as a photo of Song Qianqiu.

Since you are going to travel far away, you must make yourself a little more brisk on the journey.

The moment she got on the plane, Song Youran turned around and looked at the city where she had lived for more than 20 years, there were brilliant people, some people were bleak, some people came, and some people left, she was the one who walked, she had too much in her heart, it was time to empty herself.

Song Youran's gaze softened, this has too many memories for her, no matter whether she was happy or sad, she has to take this memory with her, and then come back with her new self.

When entering the security checkpoint, Song Youran still looked back, I don't know why I turned back, maybe there is still something to look forward to, but what's the use of expectation? In the strafing gaze, he stopped at a man staring at him, and he was stunned.

He was dressed in a simple white shirt and jeans, and his hat and sunglasses covered his face tightly, but she knew that he was coming, and she still didn't worry about her, and she still thought about her, but she didn't want her to know.

Obviously said not to send it, this man is really ......

The heart is slightly warm.

Song Youran put her hand in her pocket, she was not a greedy person, but the day before leaving, she still went to the auction house to take the ruby.

Now, it's in your pocket.

That day, Ye Qingfan's eyes were deep, and he looked straight into her heart.

"Why do you have to go?"

Song Youran knew that all he wanted was to leave her to face the events in front of him together.

But the first time, if she wanted to escape, let her be a coward, so what?

"I have no way to go to court with my biological mother, and I have no way to send Ruan Feifei to prison, I have no other choice but to leave."

She still remembered that Ye Qingfan was holding her shoulders very hard, and there was a hurt look in her eyes.

Gradually, his arms loosened, and his broken hair covered his eyes, making it impossible to see really.

"I'm going to go with you."

"Don't, let me go quietly alone!"

……

The ruby in his hand is smooth and delicate, just like Ye Qingfan's feelings are pure and deep.

Song walked into the security checkpoint with a smile.

Carrying a sketchpad on his back and parading the world was Song Qianqiu's dream, and he always said that nature is a natural painting, and any painter should indulge in its embrace.

And Tibet is Song Qianqiu's favorite place, he said that it is heaven and a holy city, so Song Youran chose to take his dream to his own pilgrimage.

Too many things have happened during this time, and what makes it clear to her is that once the nightmare starts, the next things will only be more difficult, and she is unwilling to let Ye Qingfan carry it with her.

The people she cares about the most believe in herself, Song Youran already feels very lucky, as for them, let the rumors slowly dissipate over time, and the people she loves will not be hurt anymore if she is not there.

This railway passes through many cities, from the plains to the mountains, from the oasis to the desert, Song leisurely looked out the window, quietly watching the scenery along the way gradually left behind, and his heart calmed down little by little.

Without Brother Jingyu by his side, he must always learn to grow up alone.

After arriving in Tibet, I have been adapting to altitude sickness for a week, the Tibetan children are so refreshing, the Tibetan architecture is exquisite and sacred, and the night sky and stars in Tibet are also exceptionally beautiful.

After adapting to altitude sickness, Song leisurely went to Yangzhuo Yongco, one of the three sacred lakes in Tibet, and where a child called Hada lived that she had helped.

Since the age of 18, Song Youran has used a portion of the income from the sale of his paintings to charity, especially to sponsor the children's education. Later, with the Enron Fund, Song Youran helped many children in Tibetan areas.

Harbin University is in the sixth grade of primary school, and her mother Zhuo Mi drove an ox cart to pick up Song Youran, and the woman here has tanned skin and enough strength to pull a man.

The woman told Song Youran in the car that before the policy came down, they women even needed to protect their homes and even fight wolves.

The breeze blew on Song Youran's face, and she looked at this vast land, and her heart was extremely calm.

At the door of the tent, Hada wore a dark blue Tibetan robe, which was too long to exceed the feet, and held a white Hada in his hand, which was the hospitality of their Tibetan children.

Song Youran looked at Hada's little face flushed, and took out a wet towel to help him wipe the sweat on the tip of his nose.

"Sister Youran, give it to you."

Life is not easy, and young children know gratitude.

Song Youran nodded, took the Hada in Hada's hand and put it around his neck.

Zhuo Mi took a cup of milk tea and put it in Song Youran's hand, "Miss Youran, we are remote here, not as good as the city, so you will suffer." ”

The woman's face was full of ravines brought by wind and frost, but her sincere words made Song Youran feel warm.

"Although the conditions of the city are good, but this is the most authentic and beautiful place, my father once said when he was alive, no country is as beautiful as China, and no place is as beautiful as Tibet."

Djomir nodded approvingly.

There are a lot of mosquitoes in the Tibetan area at night, and Zomir burned a bunch of dead grass upwind of the tent, which she said was a culture they had passed down, and these herbs were more effective than mosquito coils.

Song leisurely lay on the kang, looking at the mobile phone with half a signal in his hand and worried, Tibet is a vast area, and the signal in a remote place like this is always good and bad.

When Ye Qingfan's call came in, her eyes lit up.

"Did you go to some strange place again, I made more than forty calls and was not in the service area."

The man's words revealed dissatisfaction.

Song Youran smiled at the corner of his eyes: "I'm in Yang Zhuo Yong wrong now." ”

"Yang Zhuoyong's mistake?"

Song Youran snorted and laughed, "Yes, it is the holy lake of Tibet!" ”

"Of course I do."

Ye Qingfan cracked a smile and joked, because you Song entered Tibet leisurely, I almost memorized the map of the entire Tibet.

"Why haven't you slept yet? It's already past twelve o'clock. ”

"I'm busy," Ye Qingfan's eyes flashed with banter, "I'm not working hard to earn money outside, how can I support you." ”

What the? Am I having a hard time raising?

Song Youran was dissatisfied.

"Actually, I'm done today, and I've been playing for a long time at the celebration banquet."

Ye Qingfan hurriedly explained, the bright light in the night sky was like Song Youran's eyes, and his heart ached for a while when he looked at it in a flash.

Thoughts come like a tide....

"Leisurely, when will you come back, I really miss you." (To be continued.) )