At this time, Tong Qianxi was immersed in the joy of the success of the art exhibition, reached out to take the beer that Shen Shiyue had opened, and drank it.

"Some chicken wings?"

Shen Shiyue placed the cooked chicken wings on the laid tablecloth and placed several trays on them.

"Okay."

Barbecue chicken wings and bacon, all kinds of everything, for a while, the two of them were very happy to eat, and their mouths were full of oil.

"Wow, that's delicious."

Tong Qianxi rarely eats barbecue, almost less than once a year, not to mention that after being with Fu Zhoucheng, he explicitly forbade her to eat this kind of smoked and grilled thing.

First, it is not good for the body, and second, a physique like hers is even more unsuitable for eating such harmful things.

Now that he is no longer imprisoned and restrained, Tong Qianxi can let go.

"Eat more if it's delicious, these chicken wings are all yours."

Shen Shiyue really has two brushes, and he actually roasted ordinary chicken wings golden and shiny, and coated them with a layer of olive oil, not to mention how fragrant they are.

You can smell this enticing fragrance from ten miles away.

Tong Qianxi was so hungry that he couldn't help but eat a few more pieces, and finally said unsatisfied.

"Mr. Shen, you are really amazing, to paraphrase an old saying, you can go up to the hall and down to the kitchen, it's perfect."

After speaking, he gave a thumbs up and gave a close-up compliment.

"Haha...... It's really flattering to have such a high evaluation. ”

Shen Shiyue, who was illuminated by the faint light, was also handsome and extraordinary, and his bright eyes with distinct facial features were becoming more and more clear at this time.

"If you like it, I'll do it often."

After speaking, he thought about it, "Forget it, let's eat less, after all, this is all harmful food, eating too much is not good for the body, and occasionally it won't have much effect." ”

Shen Shiyue knew all about Tong Qianxi, and he knew everything about her past.

Seeing him like this, Tong Qianxi just smiled and didn't say a word.

The night was as deep as water, and when Tong Qianxi returned to the apartment, the clock was already pointing to 12 o'clock.

If you guessed correctly, this time in Japan should be daytime.

Thinking of this, my mind became more and more melancholy, and I was speechless at the brightest star in the sky.

In a foreign country, only Shen Shiyue witnessed her success and joy, and the most important person didn't know if he knew?

The heart is like a double wire net, and there are thousands of knots in the end.

The sorrow that can't be solved, the sorrow that can't be let go, and the people who are reluctant to forget.

I was really tired, Tong Qianxi fell asleep, and slept until three poles in the morning the next day, and then freshened up and returned to the studio.

Dressed in a simple white shirt, with untied hair and scattered at the sides, and a blue backpack, it looks like fireworks that don't eat the world from a distance.

I worked as usual, painted as usual, and the days were still the same as before.

Yesterday's exhibition was so successful, and the next Tong Qianxi is even more confident.

……

Looking at the two-story studio in front of him, Fu Zhoucheng, dressed in black, walked down from the Rolls-Royce, stepped on this strange land with his strong legs, and suddenly felt sad.

Slender hands clenched, deep eyes gazing deeply.

Immediately after that, he strode in desperately.

On the first floor, on the second floor, one room, two rooms, and finally in a bright studio around the corner, I saw the person who was thinking about it day and night, dressed in white clothes at this time, with his jade-like hair spread behind him, and he was about to fall to the ground.

Tong Qianxi has lost weight, compared with the past, this thin and thin body looks more and more pitiful, and the waist that is not full of grips is even more fragile.

Holding back the throbbing in his heart, Fu Zhoucheng barely controlled himself, so he slowed down and walked over gently.

Step by step, each step closer, the distance between the two people narrowed a little.

At this time, Tong Qianxi, who didn't know it, was still immersed in the thoughts of painting, just thinking that Shen Shi was coming.

He didn't raise his head immediately, and said with a smile.

"Shen Shiyue, when will you learn to tiptoe."

The voice was so soft, thought she wouldn't hear it?

Really.

As soon as he finished speaking, he wanted to raise his head, but he didn't expect a deep and piercing face to appear in front of him, especially the bottomless deep pupils, and he was stunned for a moment.

Then he couldn't breathe, his eyes showed panic and disbelief.

"You, why are you here?"

Faced with everything in front of him, Tong Qianxi couldn't believe it, and didn't even dare to accept it, and once wondered if there was something wrong with his eyes, he blinked and rubbed vigorously, and finally was convinced.

Fu Zhoucheng in front of him has lost weight, his silhouette is more rigid than before, his calm temperament is intertwined with his unapproachable aura, coupled with that luxurious and elegant body, which makes him not only look noble and charming, but also with a sense of indifference and alienation.

It's just that those eyes are still deep, and there is still the same heat.

It's so hot that it seems to burn people to death.

Tears flowed down Tong Qianxi's pupils.

I almost choked up.

Why did Fu Zhoucheng come? How did he come to the United States?

When did this happen? How did you suddenly find her?

Faced with this difficult question, Tong Qianxi didn't know where to start?

Tong Qianxi in front of her was pale and slightly haggard, obviously not resting well, but she still couldn't hide her stunning beauty, especially those eyes, which were clear and transparent, like stars in the sky, reflected in the deep sea.

Neither of them spoke, and that's it, you look at me, and I look at you.

All things in heaven and earth are immovable for it.

Fu Zhoucheng pursed his thin lips, but he didn't say a word, and suddenly saw Tong Qianxi, the feeling of being lost and regained, it was really indescribable, I wanted to reach out and hug her in my arms, but in the end it was still a little ...... Cowardly.

But after all, he still couldn't control it, and scooped Tong Qianxi, who was sitting there quietly, into his arms, and then imprisoned him in his arms.

staring at her mist-like cut eyes, I was really afraid that she would disappear without a trace in the next second.

Full of physical and mental emotions, full of repressed emotions of body and mind, at this moment, can no longer pour out uncontrollably.

Then the suppressed voice sounded low and hoarse.

His voice was full of forbearance and pain.

Who knows what he went through?

Who can understand the result of the vicissitudes of life and all the disappointments, the despair of waiting from countless white nights to dawn and dusk?

He prayed countless times to the heavens, and for the first time as an atheist, he was willing to give everything for the sake of his heart.

Xu is God opened his eyes, and finally learned her news in the art world, after staying in the hotel, he stayed awake all night, and finally waited until dawn, and found this place non-stop.

Hug hard, hug hard, and finally determine the touch in your arms.

I can't believe that my eyes are willing to open them.

When there was no doubt about it, he smiled happily.

"Shallow Creek."

A low call, as if from ancient times, from a thousand years of exclamation.

Next, I saw Tong Qianxi trembling all over, subconsciously frozen, and then he was about to push him away, and at the same time, panic appeared in his eyes.

They are divorced, absolutely not now.

Regarding Fu Zhoucheng's sudden visit, Tong Qianxi suddenly had a deep fear.

She was afraid of Fu's mother's attitude, she was also afraid of being hurt by others again, and she was forced to leave the country after the divorce.

Of course, Fu Zhoucheng didn't know all this.

I was just hurt by her attitude.