"The woman in the picture is my mother. It's a very cliché story, when my father was studying abroad, he met my mother on the streets of Paris. She was a destitute painter. ”

Yan Jue said, her eyelashes trembling slightly, "At that time, I didn't understand what death meant. One day, my mother took me to the beach, and she said Qin Zhen, you just sit here obediently, do you remember that your mother taught you to draw? ”

"Good boy, paint this picture. It would be your father's best birthday present. ”

Although Yan Jue's tone was very calm, Chen Wangshu's heart still tugged.

First, they didn't bully the innocent and weak, and second, they didn't do anything hurtful, so why did they encounter these bad people and bad things.

She thought and patted Yan Jue's hand gently.

Yan Jue smiled and shook it back, "Do you still want to poke the glutinous cake?" It doesn't matter, when I was a child, I was much slower than a normal child, and I didn't feel anything at the time. ”

In fact, he spoke very little as a child.

"Father, mother sank to the bottom of the sea." It was about the longest he had ever said as a child, and after that, he never spoke again for a long, long time.

"Don't eat glutinous rice cakes, I hate eating them. It's obviously my mother's favorite food, but my father and I don't like it, it's bland and tasteless, and it's sticky. But don't waste it when it's baked, you can eat it. ”

Although Yan Jue didn't say it, she could almost guess that when he was a child, he should have had problems such as autism. There are many children with high IQs, more or less, who will have this condition.

Just like when she was a child, many things she did were not understood by others.

You think she's just a child, but in fact, she can see a much wider world than adults imagine.

Yan Jue took the glutinous rice cake and took a bite, "I don't like to eat it either." But after I know that you like to poke, I practiced eating glutinous rice for a long time. Just thought, the poke is all poked, and it can't be wasted. ”

Chen Wangshu listened, his nose sour.

When she was a child, her father said the same thing.

"And what happened later?"

"After my mother's funeral, my father took me back to China. Our Family...... Well, do you remember? Walking up your grandfather's old house, there was a small European-style building from the Republic of China, and I lived there at that time. ”

"As soon as you open the window, you can see your grandfather's funeral."

Chen Wangshu suddenly realized, and gestured twice, "Is it the one that is full of creepers?" They also have a very fierce dog, such a big one! ”

Yan Jue nodded, "Well, it's called a bone, I'll take it." After I returned to China, I always dreamed of my mother's suicide and woke up every night. My father gave me a very fierce black dog, saying that it could ward off evil spirits. ”

"But it didn't work. Later, when he found out, I had brought the painting back, and he was furious and had to burn it. But I didn't agree, so he told me to put the painting in a bottle and let it float into the sea, so that the nightmare would be gone. ”

Yan Jue said, paused, and looked at Chen Wangshu with some indescribable words.

Chen Wangshu is a little embarrassed, damn! So the bottle was thrown by Yan Jue, it should be said that Qin Zhen threw it to the beach.

And then she picked it up!

None of the drifting bottles floated out of the door.

"After the painting was bottled, I stood in the small building every day and looked at it. There were many people coming and going, and the waves washed over and over again, but the bottle still didn't disappear. Later, you picked it up. ”

Maybe from the moment Song Qing picked up the bottle, she was a special person in Qin Zhen's heart.

"I lived in China for about a few months, and my father took me abroad again because of work. Later, I accidentally heard about your parents. ”

Chen Wangshu was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Yan Jue's strange expression, he smiled dumbly, "Do you think that if I picked up that drifting bottle, I picked up your bad luck?" ”

Yan Jue didn't speak.

Chen Wangshu was really stunned, "So, you really thought so at the time?" ”

She shook her head, "My mother's business has nothing to do with that drifting bottle. She and my father were introduced to each other, and they didn't get along. ”

Song Qing's grandfather's family has a lot of industry, otherwise, he would not have left her such a small building, waiting for demolition and getting rich in the future. Song Qing's father went to college and read a lot of books, and in which era, he was a rare talent.

After graduating from university, he was assigned to a factory as a technician. He is a good person, diligent and down-to-earth, but he is a little wooden, and he honestly doesn't like to make some fancy intestines.

Song Qing's mother, who is notoriously good-looking, and the people who pursue her can simply line up from the east gate of the factory to the west gate. But after several twists and turns, she married Song Qing's father.

"My father likes to live a down-to-earth life, and repairing machines is his pleasure; But my mother was different, she was like a canary in a cage. Although I, as a daughter, shouldn't say that about them. ”

"But my father's world is like a sketch, but my mother longs for watercolors."

Chen Wangshu did not use oil painting to describe it, because she felt that the glamorous world of flowers and flowers was far more frivolous than oil painting.

"Whether I pick up that drifting bottle or not, they all have to be separated, and they are not all the way."

"When I got the news, I immediately went back to China. I saw with my own eyes that your relatives have come to compete with you for the inheritance, and ...... I was actually at the train station and caught up with your mother. ”

Chen Wangshu was stunned, bit his lip, and did not speak.

Yan Jue let out a long sigh.

It's not that he wants to deceive Chen Wangshu, it's not that he doesn't want to stand in front of Song Qing in his previous life, but if they meet, it is inevitable to mention many sad things when they were young.

Although they all say that I'm fine, it doesn't matter.

But only those who have experienced it know that the kind of pain that has a scab in the heart and will never get better.

"You can't keep her. From an early age, she felt that I was a drag on her, and although she never said it, I could feel it. When I was a child, I blamed her and myself. ”

"If I had been better, my mother might not have left."

Chen Wangshu said, sniffing, "But, when I grow up, I don't blame her so much, there are more important things in her life than me." ”

Chen Wangshu rubbed his eyes, and suddenly slapped his leg, "So, the one who suddenly came out later, my father's friend?" The uncle who helped me keep the property? ”

Yan Jue nodded heavily, "Well, it's a lawyer that my father is familiar with." ”