"An Xin, you have hurt him deeply enough, don't hurt him again in the future. You go, go far away, don't let him see you again in this life, count me Cheng Yuxin begging you. ”

Cheng Yuxin turned around and walked away, An Xin's heart was like a piece of cotton, she took a wooden step, lifted the curtain of the carriage door, and sat on the seat.

I don't know how long it took for the left-hand door to be opened, and Lu Xiao sat on the seat: "He has something to say to you." ”

"Who?"

An Xin was in a trance, and when her eyes shifted, the slender figure outside the car window came into view, and her heart instantly seemed to be grabbed by a powerful big hand, and she turned her head to look out of the car.

Chu Lingye walked over and looked down at her in the carriage:

"Ruru, I'll wait for you for three years. I will not look for any woman in these three years, and I will accept you unconditionally whenever you are willing to turn back during this period. ”

This voice is so clear and so good, but how can it be like a highly poisonous knife that will feed An Xin piece by piece?!

An Xin breathed hard, her nails digging deep into the tender flesh of her fist: "Don't wait, I can't go back in this life!" ”

The trembling little hands pulled down the curtains hard, and the curtains that were quickly lowered blocked Chu Lingye out of the carriage, he seemed to be still saying something, An Xin couldn't hear it, her brain was swollen, and it seemed that only her own sad whimpering was left in the world.

Chu Lingye, we say goodbye forever!

No one will ever hurt you like me in my life!

……

The shadow of the carriage in front of him gradually faded away, and it seemed that it only disappeared at the end of the street in the blink of an eye, Chu Lingye stood at the door of the yamen like a sculpture, everything around seemed to be still, only the figure before she left in front of her, and only her suppressed crying in her ears.

If she had already broken up with him, then why would she still cry?

……

"Xin'er, thank me when you get there." An Yarong took An Xin's hand, it was only more than a month since the mother and daughter reunited and they were about to separate, and she was reluctant to give up.

An Xin nodded, hesitated for a moment, and looked at An Yarong seriously: "Mother, come with me." ”

An Yarong was stunned and smiled embarrassedly: "My mother also wants to be by your side, but, alas! ”

"Mother, you can't let go of your father, can you?"

An Yarong didn't speak, which was a tacit acquiescence.

An Xin clenched An Yarong's hand: "Mother, I know you are very embarrassed, but I beg you to let go, Dad now has his own wife's room, and you and him will not have results." ”

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!

What An Yarong couldn't say in her heart was not a taste, looking at An Xin, she couldn't bear to say anything if she refused.

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

"Aunt An, An Xin is right." Lu Xiao, who was sitting next to An Xin, opened his mouth at this time: "Come with us, besides, there is Yan'er, if she can see you in the future, she will be very happy." ”

Yan'er ......

She had heard An Xin talk about her other daughter, Yan'er.

An Yarong looked at Lu Xiao hesitantly, and then looked at An Xin, even though An Xin now looks calm and natural, but she can still sense the loss and despair in her eyes, her daughter is only twenty-three years old, and now she looks like an old man who has experienced vicissitudes, all of which is caused by her irresponsible mother......

Now, it's time for her to do something about her daughter!

Taking a deep breath, An Yarong looked at An Xin seriously: "Okay, Xin'er, my mother will come with you." ”

"Yes."

An Xin 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 man who 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 with all kinds of rare antiques.

"Friends, the next thing we are going to auction is the recent work "Spring Hundred Flowers" by 'Fog Yarn', first of all, I will introduce this work......"

An impassioned voice came from the auction table, and Chu Lingye sat lazily in the front row, looking at the close-up of the ink painting on the stage, and there was a trace of impatience in his deep black eyes that was not easy to detect.

If it weren't for Chu Jiaowan pulling him hard, he Chu Lingye probably wouldn't have been able to come to such a boring and money-burning place in his life, who has a lot of money and no place to spend it?

"Brother Wang, Brother Wang!"

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

Chu Jiaowan leaned into Chu Lingye's ear and whispered, "I like it, I'll buy it later." ”

Chu Lingye's eyebrows shrugged lightly, and he looked ahead quietly: "I can also draw a dozen of this kind of broken paintings." ”

"Cut, stingy!"

Chu Jiaowan pouted dissatisfiedly, she wanted to be entangled to death, but she inadvertently saw the gloom in the corner of Chu Lingye's eyes, and she couldn't say anything when it came to her mouth.

He's changed.

The rings of time had barely left any traces on his face, but Chu Jiaowan knew that he was no longer the Chu Lingye he used to be. In the past three years, he has drowned himself in the business, single-handedly supporting the Chu Wangfu and leading the business of the Chu Wangfu to an unprecedented peak, but she has never seen him smile again, Chu Jiaowan 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 is like thirty years old!

"This painting is like this, I believe everyone likes it, and of course it is also worth admiring. The reserve price is 10,000 silver, so please bid on the buyer who is interested in buying it. ”

"Twenty thousand."

"Forty thousand."

"Fifty thousand."

"This friend bid 50,000 yuan, is there anything higher? Then don't regret it, start counting down now, three times later, this "Spring Hundred Flowers" will be this friend's......"

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

"60,000 ......"

"Sixty-five thousand!"

A magnetic voice rang out, not loud, but revealing an unstoppable arrogance.

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 Jiaowan was both happy and excited, and hugged Chu Lingye's arm: "Brother Wang, I know that you love me." ”

Chu Lingye lowered his eyes and glanced at her: "I knew that it wouldn't be good for you to bring me here." ”

After a while, the high-pitched voice of the host guest sounded again: "This gentleman is sixty-five thousand!" Is there anything more expensive? ”

The audience was silent. Qian Hai's wife is a fanatical admirer of "Fog Veil", 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 did not hesitate to pay a high price of 60,000 just now, and now he heard someone call 65,000, he originally wanted to increase the price, but when he looked at it from a distance, he recognized it as Chu Lingye, and immediately put out the fire.

Chu Lingye is not a person he can afford to provoke.

"Sixty-five for the first time, sixty-five for the second time, sixty-five for the third time, deal! Congratulations to this gentleman, please go to the backstage to handle the handover, 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 Lingye didn't know why, and he didn't know why, so he just sat silently.

"Brother Wang, let's go, go get the painting." Chu Jiaowan stood up first, took Chu Lingye's hand and left.

How could a workaholic like Chu Lingye know that the paintings of the fog yarn are not available to anyone, and the most important thing is that 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 extensive searches among the people...... This genius painter is almost like an enigma.

The so-called "handover procedures" are just the payment of silver, Chu Jiaowan was anxious, and handed over Chu Lingye's silver ticket almost without blinking.

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

Mu Qingyun left these words and walked out, only Chu Lingye and Chu Jiaowan were left in the reception room, Chu Jiaowan was impatient, sitting on the chair 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 hidden door was lightly pushed open, and the fog yarn walked to the door by inertia, and saw the footsteps of the two people sitting on the chair suddenly stopped.

"Miss Kirisha!"

Chu Jiao stood up gracefully, did she see it wrong? Why do you seem to feel that the petite figure at the door trembles faintly?

Standing outside the door for a moment, Wu Sha slowly walked into the door with light steps, put the painting in his hand on the wooden table in front of the chair, and then took a step back and looked at Chu Jiaowan silently.

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

Chu Jiaowan stared at the woman opposite with wide eyes: "Hehehe, do you mean that you want me to look at the painting?" ”

Misty yarn nodded, not making a single movement.

Chu Lingye didn't have the slightest interest in this painter, he sat on the seat and looked out of the window casually, he hadn't even looked up since the fog yarn appeared, and at this moment he faintly noticed something strange before he looked at her......

Dressed in a white dress, 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 that a mystery?

What a woman who likes to pretend!

Suddenly, he was interested, and Chu Lingye hooked his lips and teased: "What kind of veil do you wear in broad daylight?" So unsightly? ”

……

The petite figure was unmoved, and the pair of dark eyes under the veil hurriedly flickered across Chu Lingye's face, and then looked away.

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

There was no answer.

Chu Lingye sneered: "Dumb? ”

The figure on the opposite side was still silent, Chu Jiaowan couldn't stand it anymore, and secretly twisted Chu Lingye: "Brother Wang, Miss Wusha never talks and shows up in front of people, don't talk nonsense, hehe, Miss Wusha, my brother Wang is like this, he was stimulated three years ago, and it is easy to become hostile to women, don't blame him." ”

At this moment, the thin figure of the misty veil moved vaguely, and no one could see how painful the expression on the face under the veil was at the moment.

"Lord Wang, county lord, 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." After Mu Qingyun finished speaking politely, she didn't wait for Chu Lingye and Chu Jiaowan to answer before turning directly to the fog yarn:

"Miss Mist, please."

The blue yarn moved, the fog yarn nodded lightly, her eyes brushed over Chu Lingye and Chu Jiaowan's faces, and turned to leave.

Coming and going in a hurry, a little fame in these years put on such a big shelf, what good painting can such a painter paint?

Chu Lingye looked at the back of the fog yarn gradually moving away mockingly, and in an instant, the figure had already gone out of the door, and hurriedly flashed in front of his eyes, Chu Lingye was inexplicably in a trance, and at this moment, he suddenly felt strongly that this figure and the figure imprinted in his mind completely overlapped.

"Stop!"

Chu Ling Yehuo stood up and chased out the door with a solemn expression.

"Stop!"

"I know you, Anxin, you stop me!"

The sound was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the fog yarn paused, and the next moment suddenly accelerated his pace.

"An Xin, An Xin!"

The more quickly the fog yarn walked, the more Chu Lingye recognized that she was An Xin, seeing that 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 since disappeared.

Standing in place in a trance, Chu Lingye 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 Jiaowan took the ink painting out of the door, and saw Chu Lingye standing there in a daze from a distance, walked over, and lightly grabbed his arm: "Brother Wang, don't think nonsense, accept the reality, the princess will not come back." ”

When the words fell, Chu Jiaowan obviously felt that Chu Lingye's arm was trembling, and sighed secretly in her heart:

"Let's go home and look at this painting, the critic said that Miss Fog Sha has a mysterious man's figure hidden in every painting, let's go home and study it, let's go, Brother Wang, let's go!"

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

The sound of crisp footsteps faded away, and it didn't take long for it to disappear into the empty corridor, An Xin caressed her chest with both hands, and cautiously walked out of the staircase.

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

Maybe it would have been a mistake to go back here.

"Miss Mist, why are you hiding? Do you know the prince? Mu Qingyun looked at An Xin in surprise, it was really a failure, as the 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 that man is so handsome, so rich, so attractive, why 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.

……

The window of the study is open, and the garden is full of red and green leaves, red and purple intertwined like a sea of colors.

He planted these flowers for her with his own hands, and they began to bloom in the spring after she left. Unconsciously, it is another year of red and willow green, but the only person who appreciates the flowers is himself.

"Jiaowan said that you stayed up all night yesterday, is this going to die?"

There was a sound of scolding at the door, Chu Lingye withdrew his thoughts, took a deep breath of cigarette, and looked into the distance in silence, unable to find a trace of emotion on his handsome face.

"Yuxin talked to me this morning, and she said that she went to the shop to find you, but you refused to see her?"

Chu Lingye's eyebrows twitched slightly: "Mother, I'm accompanying Jiaowan today." ”

"I know." Leng Yue'e was already standing behind Chu Lingye, her hands gently resting on his broad shoulders:

"Ling Ye, you also know how Yuxin has treated you in the past few years, such a good girl, she has done so much for you, and she has been waiting for you for so many years, should you do something?"

"Mother, I know ......"

"Got it, got it! It's this sentence every time, Chu Lingye, how did you promise me today last month? On the twelfth of this month, this wedding engagement must be made or not! ”

Leng Yue'e was angry, and left the door angrily.

"Click!"

The door was slammed shut, and Chu Lingye hooked the corners of his lips tastelessly.

Betrothal?

If Mother likes it, then whatever it is, he doesn't care anyway.

On the day An Xin left him, he had promised to wait for her for three years, and this deadline had already passed last month, and by now he had already understood that as she said at that time, she would never look back for the rest of her life.

"Hehehe......"

Chu Lingye laughed for some reason, and his whole body trembled when he laughed.

"Poof!"

What is the sound of falling, Chu Lingye followed the prestige only to find that the cigarette pouch between his fingers had fallen on the ink painting on the table. The smoke was still burning, and it quickly burned a black hole the size of a fingernail in the upper left corner.

I'm afraid Jiaowan is going to get angry now...... Chu Lingye lazily picked up the cigarette, and the green smoke from the cigarette butt coiled above the ink painting like a dragon, and through the swirling smoke, Chu Lingye seemed to see a figure looming on the ink painting.

"Huh?"

Suddenly remembering what Chu Jiaowan had said, Chu Ling settled down at night, and finally saw it clearly at a certain moment.

It was indeed a figure, and he was cleverly hidden in the landscape of the painting, like a lonely guest who had lost his independence from the vicissitudes of life......

This must be the trick of the painter called "Fog Yarn". But why did the more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt this figure?

He must have seen him, but where is it?

After being silent for a long time, Chu Lingye called his subordinates: "Changshui, do you know that there is a painter named Wusha?" ”

The prince called him over, and he was not talking about business, but Miss Wusha, Zhao Changshui was a little excited: "Of course I know, she seems to have come to us, Lord Wang, do you also like her paintings?" ”

“…… Dislike! I have something to talk to her, no matter what means, help me make an appointment with her. ”

"But ......" Before Zhao Changshui could say anything, Chu Lingye had already waved his hand to signal him to go down.

Alas!

Zhao Changshui let out a long sigh, in this world, except for his prince, everyone may know that Miss Fog Yarn never accepts an appointment, and it is rumored that a certain adult has asked her out at any cost, but this Miss Fog Yarn has angered this adult by not entering the oil and salt. It's precisely because of this that Miss Fog Yarn can't stay there anymore and comes here.

This is really tricky......

……

The fragrance of tea flowed between her noses, and the warm spring breeze danced through the window screen on the blue veil on An Xin's face.

She lowered her eyes and glanced out the window, she was still close to the appointed time, and before she came, she had decided that if the time was up, she would resolutely leave, and never wait.

"Buckle, buckle, buckle."

The sudden knock on the door was soft and soothing, but An Xin's body tensed as if she was frightened.

"Is it the prince of Chu?" The one who asked was the tall man standing behind An Xin.

It's a man's voice...... Chu Lingye was obviously a little surprised, and hesitated for a moment: "It's me." ”

The man looked down at An Xin, and only after An Xin nodded in agreement did he say, "Please come in." ”

"Squeak."

The wooden door was gently pushed open, and a slender right leg came into view, and a tall figure walked in, walking forward with an even step.

"Miss Wu, this pomp seems to welcome me." Sitting down lightly, Chu Lingye's gaze swept over the three people opposite:

The woman sitting directly opposite was wearing a blue veil, obviously the guest of honor he had made an appointment, and behind her stood a man on the left and right, Chu Lingye could tell at a glance that they were bodyguards with strong martial arts.

Chu Lingye stared: "Miss Wu is so defensive of me, could it be that we know each other?" ”

He stared at her, for a moment, his sharp gaze seemed to be able to pierce this veil, not only to see her eyes, her face and even her heart, An Xin's heart couldn't help but tighten.

"Hehehe." Chu Lingye laughed alone, and the next second, his expression suddenly became solemn: "I forgot that Miss Wu doesn't like to talk, so I'll make a long story short, I asked Miss Wu Sha to come just to see your true face." ”

She was still silent, sitting directly across from her, as if she would never reply no matter how much he said.

But why was the more she was silent, the more Chu Lingye felt that she was hiding some secrets from him?

The more I feel that the woman in front of me is her three years ago?

That strong emotion suddenly surged up, instantly making Chu Lingye lose control, he stood up suddenly, and his long arm crossed the tea table and grabbed the blue veil on her face.

"What are you doing?!"

With a cold drink, the two right hands of An Xin's left and right people clasped Chu Lingye's arm at the same time.

The hand was stuck in mid-air, the fingertips of his middle finger had already touched the blue veil, Chu Lingye could feel that the blue veil was as thin as a cicada's wings, and his hand could easily tear it off as long as he moved a little further, but he couldn't move.

An Xin's heart seemed to stop beating a few beats, and she took a deep and silent breath, she slowly stood up and took a step back leisurely: "Is this forcing me to give an eviction order?" ”

An Xin had retreated to a safe distance, and the two bodyguards let go, while Chu Lingye was still stunned, looking at the woman opposite in surprise, as if she was stunned.

"What? Disappointed with my voice? ”

The breath from her mouth and nose blew the blue yarn, and it was she who spoke, but this voice was hoarse and rough, completely different from the voice back then!

Could it really be that he recognized the wrong person?!

As if something had been pulled out of his heart in the depths of his heart, Chu Lingye tried his best to hide his lost emotions and sat back quietly in his place: "It turns out that Miss Wu refuses to speak because of this." ”