The waiting hall of the station was crowded, and Mu Xiao looked up at the time on the electronic screen in the hall, holding the train ticket to Y City tightly in his hand.

"Xiaoxiao, when you arrive in Y City, you must remember to call your mother, your mother has been lonely all her life, and now she has finally found her daughter, but she has to separate, alas, ......"

Hua Ziya took Mu Xiao's hand, it had only been more than a month since the mother and daughter reunited and they were about to separate, and she was reluctant to give up.

Mu Xiao looked at Hua Ziya in a trance, and a faint syllable sounded between her haggard lips: "Mom, you can go with me." ”

Hua Ziya was obviously stunned, and her face with heavy makeup showed a trace of embarrassment: "Mom also wants to be by your side, but Mom still has something to do now, so I can't go with you." ”

Mu Xiao smiled in a trance: "What you really can't let go of Uncle Chu, right?" ”

“……”

Hua Ziya didn't speak, which was a tacit acquiescence.

"I know what it's like to truly love someone, but, Mom, I advise you to let it go." Mu Xiao took Hua Ziya's hand, and his clear eyes revealed a little desolation: "Uncle Chu not only has his own wife now, but even his and Yan Fenfang's children have grown up, and the love between you and him has actually come to an end 24 years ago, and there will be no results in the future." ”

"Mom, I've never begged you for anything, but this time, I beg you, let it go."

She was begging her.

This daughter, who has been ruthlessly abandoned by herself since she was a child, has never complained about her, never begged her, and now she is begging her!

Hua Ziya felt bad in her heart, she looked at Mu Xiao, and couldn't bear to say anything if she refused.

She and Chu Tianqing have been separated for twenty-four years, and then finally made up their minds to come back, so she gave up like this and left like this, she was unwilling!

"Auntie, what Xiaoxiao said is right."

Ouyang Zimo, who was sitting next to Mu Xiao, opened his mouth at this time: "Come with us, besides, there is Xue'er, if she can see you in the future, she will be very happy." ”

Cher......

She had heard Mu Xiao talk about her other daughter, Xue'er.

Hua Ziya looked at Ouyang Zimo hesitantly, and then looked at Mu Xiao, even though Mu Xiao was calm and natural now, she could still sense the loss and despair in her eyes.

Her daughter is only 24 years old, but now she is haggard like an old man who has experienced vicissitudes, and this qiē is caused by her irresponsible mother......

Now, maybe she should let go of some stubbornness and selfishness and do something for her daughter!

Hua Ziya took a breath silently, and finally nodded resolutely: "Okay, Xiaoxiao, this time, Mom will go with you." ”

"Yes."

Mu Xiao nodded.

Go, go to a far, far away place, far away from each other, and never have the chance to meet each other in this life.

Go, leave the city that he thought he would never be able to let go, and forget the person who once thought that his life could not be complete without him.

……

Three years later.

In the corner of the hall are rows of blue and white porcelain vases, and in front of the walls are six ancient wood-colored bookshelves, on which are placed all kinds of rare antiques, and the theme of this year's auction of "Winter Plum and Summer Rain" is painting.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the next thing we are going to auction is the recent work "Spring Cry" of 'Fog Yarn', first of all, I will introduce this work......

An impassioned voice came from the auction table.

Chu Shaochen sat lazily in the front row, faintly looking at the close-up of the ink painting on the big screen, and there was a trace of impatience in his deep black eyes that was not easy to detect.

If it weren't for Chu Xiaoran pulling him hard, he Chu Shaochen probably wouldn't have been able to come to such a boring and money-burning place in his life, no matter how rare antiques are, it may be reasonable to sell them at a higher price, and even the recent works of a modern painter are also auctioned, who has a lot of money and no place to spend it?

"Brother, brother!"

The right hand was gently pulled, and Chu Shaochen looked at Chu Xiaoran, who was sitting on the right hand: "Huh? ”

Chu Xiaoran leaned into Chu Shaochen's ear and whispered: "I like this painting, help me buy it later." ”

Chu Shaochen's dark eyebrows shrugged lightly, and he looked ahead quietly: "You can buy a dozen of this kind of painting stall for a little money, do you really spend so much money to buy it?" ”

"Cut, stingy!"

Chu Xiaoran pouted dissatisfiedly, and wanted to be entangled to death, but unexpectedly saw the gloom in the corner of Chu Shaochen's eyes, and he couldn't say anything when he reached his mouth.

He's changed.

It's been three years, and the rings of time have hardly left any traces on his face, but Chu Xiaoran knows that he is no longer the Chu Shaochen he used to be.

Since Mu Xiao left, he has indulged himself in his work like seaweed, single-handedly supporting the Chu family and leading the Chu family to an unprecedented peak, but Chu Xiaoran has never seen him smile again, she has tried to tease him, but he seems to be paralyzed, and there is always only one expression on his face......

It's only been three years, but her brother's heart looks like three centuries old!

"This painting is like this, I believe everyone likes it, and of course it is also worth collecting. The reserve price is 100,000 yuan, and buyers who are interested in buying are invited to bid. ”

"One hundred and twenty thousand."

"140,000."

"One hundred and fifty thousand."

"One hundred and fifty-five thousand."

"Two hundred thousand."

"This friend bid 200,000 yuan, is there anything higher? Then don't regret it, start counting down now, three times later, this "Spring Cry" will be this friend's, 200,000 for the first time...... 200,000 Second ......"

Chu Xiaoran bit her lip tightly, her eyes stared directly at the painting on the big screen, and her anxious eyes were about to pop out.

"200,000 Third ......"

"Two hundred and fifty thousand!"

A magnetic voice rang out, not loud, but with an unstoppable coldness and majesty.

The entire auction fell silent at this moment, and even the well-informed host guests on the stage looked at the direction of the sound source for a moment.

Chu Xiaoran was both happy and excited, and hugged Chu Shaochen's arm: "Brother, I know you love me." ”

Chu Shaochen glanced at her lightly: "I knew that it wouldn't be good for you to pull me here." ”

After a while, the host's high-pitched voice sounded again: "This gentleman is out of 250,000!" Is there anything more expensive? ”

The audience was silent.

Qian Hai's wife is a fanatical admirer of "Fog Yarn", since the day before yesterday, he has repeatedly told him to take down this painting no matter how little money he spends, Qian Hai obeyed his wife's words, so he just did not hesitate to pay a high price of 200,000, and now he heard people call 250,000, he originally wanted to increase the price, but when he looked at it from a distance, he recognized it as Chu Shaochen, and immediately extinguished the fire.

People like Chu Shaochen are not something he can afford to provoke.

"Two hundred and fifty thousand for the first time, two hundred and fifty thousand for the second time, two hundred and fifty thousand for the third time, deal! Congratulations to this gentleman, please go backstage to handle the handover procedures, and by the way, we will also give this gentleman a surprise, that is, Miss 'Fog Yarn' will personally present this painting to you. ”

As soon as these words fell, a whisper suddenly sounded at the auction, Chu Shaochen didn't know why, and he didn't know, just sat silently.

"Brother, let's go, go get the painting."

Chu Xiaoran stood up first, took Chu Shaochen's arm and left.

How could a workaholic like Chu Shaochen know that not anyone can buy a painting of fog yarn, and more importantly, although she has become famous in the past two years, she has never appeared in public, and even fanatical fans have never gotten results from their online doxxing......

This genius painter is almost like an enigma.

The so-called "handover procedures", to put it in layman's terms, is just to pay the bill, Chu Xiaoran looked forward to the painting, and took Chu Shaochen's card and swiped it almost without blinking.

"Wait a minute, you two, I'll go and ask Miss Fog Yarn to come over now."

Mu Qingyun left these words and walked out.

There were only two people left in the reception room, Chu Shaochen and Chu Xiaoran, Chu Xiaoran was impatient, sitting on the sofa and staring at the direction of the door for a moment.

It wasn't long before the sound of footsteps sounded outside the door.

"Miss Fog Yarn, the buyer is waiting for you, please come in."

The door was gently pushed open, and the fog yarn walked to the door by habit, and when she saw the two people sitting on the sofa, her steps paused obviously.

"Miss Kirisha!"

Chu Xiaoran stood up, was she wrong?

Why do you seem to think that the petite figure at the door is a little abnormal?

“……”

Fog Yarn froze in the doorway for a moment, then walked slowly into the door with light steps again.

"Da!"

She put the painting in her hand on the wooden table in front of the sofa, then took a step back and looked at Chu Xiaoran silently.

The legendary Miss Kirisha is really unique......

Chu Xiaoran stared at the mysterious woman opposite with wide eyes: "Miss Wusha, do you mean that you want me to look at the painting?" ”

Kirisha just nodded, not saying a word the whole time.

Chu Shaochen has not the slightest interest in this painter, and has been using the mobile phone platform to talk about business with customers since he sat here, and he has not looked up since the fog yarn appeared.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he raised his head and looked at the fog yarn faintly: flat sneakers, cropped jeans, and a simple casual shirt, this woman's dress was very ordinary, but she wore a dark blue veil, so that her face was tightly covered, and even the black hair on the top of her head was mostly covered......

Isn't there a sense of mystery in dressing up like this?

What a woman who likes to pretend!

The corners of Chu Shaochen's mouth couldn't help but tease: "What are you doing wearing a veil in broad daylight?" Is Miss Fog Sha's appearance so unsightly? ”

“……”

At this moment, the petite body of the fog yarn seemed to tremble, and the pair of black eyes under the veil hurriedly flickered across Chu Shaochen's face, and then looked away.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

There was no answer.

Chu Shaochen sneered: "Deaf? Or dumb? ”

The figure on the other side was still silent.

Chu Xiaoran couldn't stand it anymore, and twisted Chu Shaochen's arm hard: "Brother, Miss Wusha never talks and shows up in front of people, don't talk nonsense, hehe, Miss Wusha, my brother is like this, my sister-in-law left him three years ago, he was stimulated, and it is easy to become hostile to women, don't blame him." ”

The fog veil still stood silently, and at this moment, no one saw the trace of pain on the face under the veil.

"Mr. Chu, Miss Leng, I'm really sorry, Miss Wu doesn't like to talk, the painting is now in your hands, Miss Wu will go back to rest first."

Mu Qingyun finished politely, and without waiting for Chu Shaochen and Chu Xiaoran to answer, she turned directly to Wusha: "Miss Wu, please." ”

Blue yarn moved, and the fog yarn nodded lightly, and hurriedly turned around and left.

"Just a little fame is put on such a big shelf, I don't believe that such a painter can paint any good paintings."

Chu Shaochen looked mockingly at the back of the fog yarn gradually moving away, and a sneer flashed in his dark eyes.

But was he mistaken?

At the moment when the figure of the fog yarn disappeared in front of his eyes, Chu Shaochen suddenly felt in a trance that this figure completely overlapped with the figure of Mu Xiao imprinted in his mind.

"Stop!"

Chu Shaochen's tall figure quickly stood up, took a long leg and chased out the door.

"Stop!"

"I know you, Mu Xiao, you stop me!"

The voice slashed down like a sharp sword, and the misty yarn paused, and the next moment it sped up.

"Mu Xiao, I know it's you, Mu Xiao, you stop me! Hold it! ”

The more anxious the fog yarn went, the more Chu Shaochen recognized her as Mu Xiao.

Seeing the petite figure disappear around the corner of the corridor, he trotted all the way over, only to see the empty corridor, and the figure had long disappeared without a trace.

Standing in place in a trance, Chu Shaochen seemed to have a dream.

In fact, in the past three years, his life has been a nightmare, and he has never woken up.

Chu Xiaoran walked out of the door with the ink painting she had just bought, and saw Chu Shaochen standing there in a daze from a distance, she walked over and lightly grabbed his arm: "Brother, don't think nonsense, accept the reality, sister-in-law left three years ago, and she won't come back." ”

After saying these words, Chu Xiaoran obviously felt that Chu Shaochen's arm was trembling, and couldn't help but sigh secretly: "Brother, let's go home and take a look at this painting, the critic said that Miss Wusha has a mysterious man's figure hidden in every painting, let's go home and study it, let's go, brother, let's go!" ”

"Da, da, da......"

The sound of crisp footsteps faded away, and it didn't take long for them to disappear into the empty hallway.

After Chu Shaochen and Chu Xiaoran's figures were gone, Mu Xiao cautiously walked out of the staircase.

Why did you meet him on the first day you came back?

Maybe it was a mistake to go back to G City, back then, since she chose to leave, she shouldn't come back.

This time, her appearance was not seen by Chu Shaochen.

Now Chu Shaochen is already suspicious of her, if she meets her again next time, how can she hide it?

Besides, now she has a small oil bottle that has just turned three years old by her side.

"Miss Mist, why are you hiding? Do you know Mr. Chu? ”

Mu Qingyun looked at Mu Xiao in surprise, it was a real failure, as the personal assistant of this popular painter, she had never seen her true face of Lushan.

"I don't know, I've just heard of him. Xiao Yun, try to stay away from this person in the future. ”

But the man was so rich and handsome, why should she stay away from him?

Mu Qingyun was surprised, and before she had time to express her thoughts, the slender figure had already passed by silently.

There are two kinds of people who don't want to be seen, one is ashamed to see people, and the other is deliberately avoiding someone, which one will Miss Fog Sha be?

Mu Qingyun pondered in her heart and quickly followed.