When I woke up, it was past noon.

The indoor light was just right, I rubbed my eyes, but I saw Si Tianzhe standing in front of the window, his eyes fell to an unknown place outside the window, and he was distracted.

I don't know how long he stood and how long he was distracted, but I felt that the figure seemed to be embedded in such a scene, compatible with the clear blue sky outside the window, the beautiful bushes and the elegant style of the interior, and suddenly I understood the meaning of the so-called pleasing to the eye.

Almost with his back to me, he didn't notice that I had woken up, and I didn't say anything, watching quietly as his well-proportioned figure showed a sense of loneliness in the shallow streamer.

My eyes flickered, and I smiled lightly and sat up cautiously and silently.

While observing his movements, in case I was noticed, I gently took a stack of white paper from the bedside table, and I bent my right leg and spread it on my knee, the tip of the pen circulating.

From the scene to the figures, from the silhouette to the details, they all overflow on the paper.

The rustling of the pen was carefully and carefully controlled by me, and he was not aware of it.

The vaguely similar scene suddenly seems to be recognized. I remembered the night he had sent to Stay, and he was just like he is now, staring at the night sky. At that time, I felt in a trance that Si Tianzhe was like a noble piano shining with a dark black glow, deep and sharp when it was silent, and its demeanor was elegant and low, and sometimes it would burst out with the strong note of fate.

I was a little engrossed, and the lines of the pen wandered unhurriedly, putting the vision on the paper, but at this moment, Si Tianzhe seemed to be a little sensitive, so he withdrew his gaze and turned around slowly.

"Huh, don't move." I subconsciously stopped and met the stunned look in his eyes.

He was obedient, took advantage of the situation, and quietly maintained a standing posture.

"Did you learn to draw?" Understanding my behavior at the moment, he stood in place and raised an eyebrow and asked.

I didn't look up, carefully sketched the lines of his side face, and said casually: "It's just a compulsory course when I was a child." ”

When he looked up again, his lips had already blurred a shallow seduction.

"Why are you so charming when you don't have a smile......" I muttered in a low voice, and my voice turned higher, "I drew the back, and all expressions are useless, so shouldn't the young master turn around?" ”

"It's visually striking, isn't it?" This time, instead of moving, he said something abruptly.

I stopped what I was doing, a little puzzled.

"Is my smile so visually striking that you don't dare to look at it?" The corners of his lips were hooked with undisguised deep meaning, and even his voice was mixed with just the right amount of seduction.

I suddenly had a fever in my cheeks, and I was embarrassed to remember that when I just bumped into his smile, my eyes subconsciously dodged, and I must have seen such a small movement as well.

There was a sudden tightness in my throat, and I coughed lightly.

Si Tianzhe hurriedly poured a glass of water, sat down beside me, and slowly patted me on the back.

I took the glass of water, put warm water down my throat, and felt much more comfortable.

"Are you feeling better?" He was concerned.

I nodded, and the doorbell rang.

"I'll open the door." He gave me a reassuring look and turned to go out.

I also hurriedly changed my clothes, cleaned up briefly, and as soon as I walked out of the room, I heard a familiar hearty laughter, "Mr. Si, fortunately." ”

"Fortunately, Mr. Beder." Si Tianzhe replied elegantly.

The visit of an old friend was of course a pleasure, and I hurried down the stairs and said with a warm smile, "Long time no see, Mr. Beder." ”

"Ruori." He stepped up to me and gave me a French hug, just like Sara.

"I heard Sara say you've been not doing well lately, but have you recovered?" Mr. Bader let go of me, and there was no lack of care.

"It's fine, it's just a common cold...... You may be seated. I beckoned him to sit down.

"Qingyu, you talk to Mr. Beder slowly, and I'll come back to see you tomorrow." Si Tianzhe smiled, and instead nodded to Mr. Bedel, "Goodbye." ”

"Goodbye, Mr. Si."

I escorted him to the door, and turned to see Mr. Beder watching thoughtfully in the direction of Si Tianzhe's departure.

I was a little embarrassed by that gratuitous look, and I hurriedly changed the subject, "Uh...... I heard Sara say that you came to Europe to take care of business. ”

"Oh yes." He retracted his gaze, "I just finished dealing with it yesterday, and I'll rush back to Canada tonight." ”

If Mr. Bader were to return to Canada, Sara's restrictions would be relaxed, and Sara would finally be able to meet Ivy.

"I heard that Sara has been working with Ruori recently, right?" Still with the right amount of a well-controlled smile, he asked gracefully.

"yes, that's a coincidence," I nodded, "I didn't expect Iris to be Lin Meng's business partner. ”

"Well, it's a coincidence." His smile narrowed, "It's just that Sara is going to take over the Bedder family and start her own family after all, and I don't want her to be out there for too long." ”

I hesitated for a moment, then hesitated, "Mr. Bedel, I beg your pardon for my presumptuousness, but Sara...... I know your good intentions in wanting her to marry Zosi, and you want her to have a good home, but I can see that that is not what she wants. I don't have the right to say anything about taking over the family, but Sara's marriage, I thought, should you think more about her wishes, after all, marriage is a lifelong thing, and you also hope that she will be happy, don't you? ”

Probably this question was something he did not want to mention, and Mr. Bader was silent for a long time, and his face was unusually calm so that no emotion could be seen, and the atmosphere froze for a moment.

After a long silence, Mr. Bader smiled at me, "Ruori, you have a good rest, I'll come back to see you and Nik in a while." ”

"Oh...... Good. I echoed the smile and took the embarrassment of the moment into the past.

Bidding farewell to Mr. Beder, I stood in the courtyard and pondered for a moment.

I'm not sure if my words will have a momentary effect on him, but I know that there is still a long way to go to get Mr. Bedel to accept them, both in terms of the interests and honor of the Badel family itself, or in terms of his psychological identification with Sara's orientation.

Back in the house, the phone rang just right.

I opened it and it was a text message.

"Eight o'clock tomorrow morning." It is followed by a string of addresses, and the sender is Huo Czenye.

This person's speech is really reduced, and if it can be avoided, I can't help but pout.