Qu Ming took Lan Xin's hand and welcomed her out.

It's summer, the black and white shirt is low-key and temperamental, even if it's loose, it can't stop Lan Xin's excellent figure, in Qu Ming's eyes, Lan Xin is a unique woman in the world, her smile can make his heart beat vividly.

Maybe from the moment they first met, he knew that he would be in her hands for the rest of his life.

Lan Xin looked at Qu Ming's eyes, his hand was still held by him, it was a pair of wide and gentle palms, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Qu Ming's face was gentle, and there was love in his eyes that couldn't be dissolved: "You look good." ”

The cheeks couldn't help but be hot by Quadlanxin, but he didn't pretend to be shy, and smiled generously: "Nonsense, I appreciate your vision very much, and at the same time, I envy you very much for marrying a woman like me." ”

"I also envy you very much for giving birth to such a good and handsome son as me." Qu Rui raised his little head, stared at Qu Ming with sparkling eyes, and boasted.

Qu Ming couldn't help but smile lowly, how could he have such a narcissistic mother and son.

But he was unexpectedly happy.

In the past two years, their appearance has changed his originally boring life, and he also thought that it would be the happiness of his life.

Qu Ming may never have thought that the happiness he stole would eventually be shattered.

The popularity of memories attracts enthusiasts from all over the country, and the museum is full of people.

The works of recollection can be said to be perfect in each painting, and Lan Xin obsessively looked at and studied, as if he could see the author's state of mind from each one.

In particular, the 'nostalgia' shows the author's deep and unforgettable longing for someone and the beauty that has been lost in an abstract style.

Most of the works of memory show the inner struggle and pain, and the touch makes Lan Xin's heart fall into an unprecedented tear, as if the memory hidden in the heart is about to awaken.

Qu Ming stared at her as she stared at each painting, and for some reason, she suddenly felt a little worried in her heart.

But this kind of worry is another inexplicable appearance.

The exhibition is very large, and Lanxin appreciates them one by one, until one of the deepest exhibition halls, where there are Lukfook paintings.

She froze in place, her eyes reflecting an incredible light.

Even Qu Ming next to him widened his eyes slightly.

The painting of the six blessings is a figure painting, and it is the same woman.

Compared with other pessimistic portraits, these paintings are all smiling and dazzling girls.

Every angle, every scene.

When cooking, eating, grocery shopping, sleeping, doing housework, and being pregnant.

The author shows the wife who used to do her best to take care of the house.

It's all the appearance of Lanxin.

"How could it be me?" Lan Xin looked back at Qu Ming and asked in disbelief: "How can there be my portrait in the painting exhibition of memories?" ”

But every scene, Lanxin felt very unfamiliar.

Holding Lan Xin's hand, he suddenly clenched it a little, and Qu Ming's heart suddenly churned with an irrepressible panic.

After half a sound, Qu Ming may have been trying to divert Lan Xin's attention, and suddenly said anxiously: "What about Rui'er?" ”

In fact, Qu Rui did disappear in front of their eyes.

Lan Xin was flustered, and immediately put these doubts behind, a tearing pain seemed to dig her heart open alive, as if she deeply felt that Rui'er would leave her forever.

She shouted uncontrollably, "Rui'er......"