"Yes, I found out that Shen Zhixin was shopping in the supermarket, and I had people do things in the red wine she bought, so she should be ...... now"

"What? You drugged red wine, who allowed you to do that?! The old man was furious, as if his perfect plan had been disrupted, and his voice trembled.

Yuan Xiangxiang was extremely frightened, "But ...... But you said that if anyone had the ability to do that, they would be rewarded. ”

"I don't care what you do with Fu Chengjing, but if Shen Zhixin uses drugs, what adverse effects will it have on his body......

Yuan Xiangxiang felt someone walking towards her, and a few seconds later, her neck was choked.

"Little girl, I advise you not to be smart but to be clever and mistaken, although I want to know Shen Zhixin, she is the baby bump of our family, if anything happens to her, ten of you are not enough to accompany the funeral!"

"Ah......h

Yuan Xiangxiang screamed in fright, her neck was choked, she suddenly couldn't breathe, and her whole body was trembling.

Just when she thought she was going to die, the old man let go of her hand, and she fell to the ground like rags.

Is the person in front of him really an old man? Why is his hand so vigorous, stronger than that of a young man?

Isn't his purpose the same as her, to torture Shen Zhixin after getting it back?

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Why did he say that he couldn't hurt Shen Zhixin, and called Shen Zhixin a baby pimple?

Shen Zhixin, why do so many people have to protect her?

What is the relationship between this old man and Shen Zhixin?

Before Yuan Xiangxiang could think of anything, she was thrown out by the collar.

"In the future, only what the master tells you to do, you can do it, and you are not allowed to act rashly, otherwise, you don't want to return to the top, disobeying the master will only be a dead end!"

Yuan Xiangxiang trembled with fear, she was originally here to invite merit, but she didn't expect to be treated like this.

If this old man is really as precious as he said, then why not take her back?

I always feel that there seems to be some ulterior secret in this.

Sea Garden, in the villa.

Fu Chengjing was busy working in the study, Shen Zhixin couldn't bear to bother, he just hoped that he would be busy with him soon.

She learned taekwondo, and her body was a little sore.

Last night, she had her first menstruation, how could there be such a man, and the next day she asked a woman to learn taekwondo?

She walked around the villa in resentment, and unconsciously came to the innermost room on the third floor.

She'd never been to this room before, so what was this place?

Shen Zhixin thought so, and unconsciously pushed open the room, it was dark inside, the curtains were drawn, and nothing could be seen.

She fumbled with the switch on the wall, and with a "snap" the light went cold.

"Wow, this is a studio." Shen Zhixin muttered in surprise.

She thought it was an abandoned and empty room, or the other party's clutter, but she didn't expect it to be a studio.

Many of the frames, as well as the easels, were carefully covered with blue forged cloth.

Shen Zhixin stepped forward, feeling that her curiosity had been completely aroused, she held her breath, lifted the forging cloth, and was immediately stunned.

She imagined that the canvas was painted with mountains, the sea, everything in nature, and everything that could be imagined.

Unexpectedly, the canvas was painted with a little girl.

The little girl has long hair and a shawl, is wearing a white lace dress, and has a pointed melon seed face, which is very cute, but her eyes are a little melancholy, and that kind of melancholy look should not appear on children.

This painting is very delicate, even the little girl's messy hair, and the tears hanging on her face, are so real, as if they are within reach.

Her heart was touched, but she didn't expect that in a corner of this villa, there were distant memories and the softness of a man, and that softness deeply affected her and made her moved by time.

Because this little girl is herself.

There is a date under the canvas, September 2017.

"Confidant, you can't enter this room......" Behind him, there was a familiar footstep.

When Fu Chengjing walked into the room, she saw Shen Zhixin with tears on her face, she turned around, her smart and clear eyes were red, with tears in her eyes, her nose was red, and she bit her lower lip aggrievedly.

In front of her, a canvas was lifted, revealing a painting of a little girl.

Fu Chengjing's face froze, as if someone had opened the dusty past, why did he forget to lock this room?

"Fu Chengjing, why was there a painting about me here three years ago?" Shen Zhixin muttered in a nasal voice.

"You don't have to know." The man walked over, covered the canvas, took the girl's hand, and was about to leave from here.

Shen Zhixin also saw a man who was not surprised for the first time, showing a slightly cramped expression, and even his ears were red.

"What do I not need to know? Didn't you draw me? If you look at the time, it is already a work from three years ago, three years ago, why did you buy a house in Haiyuan? Why did you paint my painting here three years ago? ”

Shen Zhixin suddenly had a very chaotic thought, and now her mind was very chaotic and chaotic.

"Confidant, as I said, there are some things you don't need to know."

Fu Chengjing was not panicked by Shen Zhixin by inadvertent discovery, he was panicked by other paintings, which carried the secrets between them, secrets that no one knew!

"But...... These are important to me! Shen Zhixin's eyes were hot, and he suddenly hugged Fu Chengjing's waist from behind.

Let the tears run wild, as if many things suddenly had a reasonable explanation.

"Three years ago, when I was in college, I came to Beijing from Nancheng. Is there any connection between this house and its proximity to Kyoto? Fu Chengjing, when have you been paying attention to me? ”

Shen Zhixin choked and hugged his waist tightly, if she hadn't accidentally found out, wouldn't he have told her in this life?

Nine years, nine years, in the meantime, she didn't know anything, she didn't think of anything.

The girl's tears seemed to burn him hard through his clothes, and Fu Chengjing slowly closed his eyes.

Every day and night in the past nine years has felt like yesterday.

From the beginning, the brittle little brother, accompanied by the days when he was recuperating from his injuries, injected a little warmth into the hopeless life.

Later, he was infected by her smile and was happy for her knowing that she had lost her memory and returned to a normal life.

Later, paying attention to her dynamics has become his habit.

All Fu Chengjing's indifference and ambition were all used in his career, and the warmth was squeezed out of the area only a little.

By the time he found out that things were starting to turn in a direction he couldn't reverse, it was too late, and his care could only be given to one person.

From the original intention of her to live well, to later, the possessiveness escalated step by step, and he couldn't sit idly by!

The paintings in the studio carry his psychological changes over the years, and they are also a way for him to relieve his anxiety.

Since an incident two years ago, he has never stepped into the studio again, so much so that he has forgotten that there is such a place in Haiyuan.

It was he who was negligent.