If she had known that such a scene was waiting for her, Qi Ran would never have come over, she didn't want to hurt this person who was like a relative to her again.

Qi Ran looked at Song Yi with sad eyes, he once saw such a sentence written in a book, meeting someone he likes is like the rest of his life. Drifting across the sea, finally seeing the land.

For Qi Ran, Gu Jingchen is such an existence, and for Song Yi, Qi Ran is that kind of person.

"Song Yi, you're really good, but I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, you're really good, it's just ......"

"Say no more! I know! ”

Song Yi's originally sparkling starry eyes gradually dimmed, and a pair of eyes stared at her face deeply, just like the dark and boundless night.

"I know, even if I do it again, your heart won't move, it's not that I'm bad, it's just because I'm not him, right?"

Qi Ran saw that Song Yi's eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. Qi Ran didn't understand Song Yi's persistence, just as he didn't understand her persistence.

"Qi Ran, do you know? There's one thing I haven't told you. Before I met you, I had always regarded Gu Chen as an idol, and I thought that I would have the opportunity to meet him in this life, but soon after you appeared, there was news like that. I know, no matter what I do, I can't surpass him, Ranran, how I wish that person in your heart was not him. Then I can see a little bit of hope. ”

Song Yi took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress all his emotions.

"Ranran, I said, I will always guard you, today, when nothing happened, sit down, we are still the same as before, have a good meal."

Qi Ran couldn't see how tight his fists were when he said this.

"Song Yi, if my existence has caused you trouble, I can leave your world......"

"Ranran! I said, nothing happened just now! Dine! ”

Song Yi's voice was hoarse, and when he whispered these words, he had already brought Qi Ran to the table.

"Ranran, I don't have time to participate in your past, I will accompany you to the end in your future!" Qi Ran stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the flickering neon of the city, bits and pieces with Song Yi flashed in his mind, his persistent voice sounded in his ears, and the fireworks outside the window meant that the new year was coming, and it was about to usher in the sixth year of their acquaintance, six years······ They have been stumbling and stumbling like this for nearly six years.

That year, he was still a high-spirited teenager, flamboyant and energetic. The stars hold the moon at school.

Just because he rescued himself by the lake, he missed him for many years with just one glance.

Qi Ran's right hand tightly grasped the mottled scar on her left wrist, she was so unbearable, why did there be a Song Yi who paid her for nothing?

He said that Gu Chen was his idol, which she had never known. The name Gu Chen is the idol of many people, and it is the belief that many people insist on on on the road of pursuing the Art Bureau, and Gu Jingchen is also his only faith, the faith to live.

From the moment Qi Ran entered the Shangxi Art Academy, she clearly knew that Gu Jingchen's existence was not only important to Qi Ran.

And the premature fall of a genius painter is not only her sorrow, but also the sorrow of the entire art world.

Gu Jingchen's influence is by no means for one person.

And because of this, when Song Yi knew the unknown relationship between Qi Ran and Gu Chen, he was more distressed than shocked.

He couldn't imagine how deep Qi Ran's grief was in this matter.

And for so many years, he only had jealousy and no hatred for Gu Chen in his heart, he was jealous that Gu Chen could get all Qi Ran's love, and he was jealous that Gu Chen could completely occupy Qi Ran's entire heart after leaving for so long.

These are all things that you can't hope for.

"A night sky without stars, no topic to add, too many promises slipping through our fingers, not daring to ask for anything, memories hold us ······"

The magnetic singing sounded in the quiet night, Qi Ran turned his head to look at the mobile phone on the table, and a string of unfamiliar numbers flashed on the lit screen.

Her favorite song was still ringing. interrupted Qi Ran's thought that he didn't want to answer.

"Hey, hello."

The other party didn't make any sound, Qi Ran glanced at the number again, and made sure that he didn't have this number in his impression. Just as she was about to hang up, a man's voice came from the earpiece.

"Hello Miss Qi, I have one of the volumes of "No. 77" here, I don't know if you are interested."

Qi Ran's breath stagnated, and the hand holding the mobile phone gradually retracted.

The person on the other end seemed to be very patient, Qi Ran seemed to smell something bad, and pretended to ask calmly, "Who are you?" ”

"Meet tomorrow at Starbucks across the street from your company."

"How can you be sure I'm going to go?"

Qi Ran worked hard to keep herself calm in the workplace, and at this point, she already knew the importance of being calm before encountering anything. What's more, as long as it's about Gu Jingchen, she can't be a little sloppy.

It seems that Miss Qi is indeed as rumored to say. I've sent the photos to your mailbox and look forward to seeing you tomorrow. ”

The other party has hung up the phone.

Qi Ran didn't think much about it, opened the mailbox as quickly as possible, and the moment the familiar signature on the photo was reflected in front of him, Qi Ran almost forgot to breathe, and his excitement filled his brain.

The last part of Gu Chen's hand-me-down work is called "No. 77", which is the homonym of Qi Ran's surname, and it is also the most important one for Qi Ran in Gu Chen's works, "No. 77" is divided into seven volumes, and there are only six of them, the first of which is "Early Summer", which has been in Qi Ran's hands at the moment it was completed by the owner, and all the money Qi Ran's work in recent years has been used to find the whereabouts of the remaining six volumes, and after five years, she has collected four volumes.

She can do without a luxury car, but she has to work hard, in the past few years, she has found out the whereabouts of those who have collections in her hands through various means, visited in person, in order to buy back his works, how many times she whispered, how many times she visited frequently because of the stubbornness of the other party.

And over the years, she looks glamorous on the outside, but she is actually not doing well. Because each of Gu Chen's hand-me-down works is sky-high, and her practice has always been very hidden, this is the first time that someone has taken the initiative to give her the news of "No. 77".

Qi Ran knew that maybe the other party was not so simple, but the voice in her heart had already given the answer that she had to go to the appointment.

This night, Song Yi, who was drinking alone, didn't know that because of a phone call, Qi Ran's life would change dramatically, and his pursuit would become more and more difficult.

The owner on the other end of the phone, after hanging up the phone, held the goblet in his hand, drank the bright red liquid, and his eyes were as deep as an ancient well, mysterious and distant, as if he could see everything in the world.

A pair of eyes, looking at the woman's face on the easel with a smile, "Qi Ran, I'm back······"

The light from the floor-to-ceiling window shone in on his meaningful smile.