"I thought Miss Yang wouldn't care about that, it's just an ordinary painting, nothing special." Zhou Luping's eyes flashed with loss, just a moment of emotion, which was keenly captured by Lu Shengyan.

As she expected, it seems that this painting is the breakthrough, and she has been trying to open the gap between her and Zhou Luping these days, and it has a little effect. Zhou Luping was not as distant from her as he was at the beginning, and sometimes joked with him.

"If it was really an ordinary painting, Mr. Zhou would not say that." Lu Shengyan smiled, like a gentle wind, deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Zhou Luping was stunned for a moment, put down the teacup in his hand, looked at Lu Shengyan scrutinically, and saw that she gradually let down her guard as usual.

"I can't hide it from you, this is what my father left behind." Zhou Luping looked at the ink painting and said slightly, the voice seemed to come from a distant time, and the vicissitudes of life were long.

Lu Shengyan didn't move on his face, but he was very nervous in his heart observing the expression on Zhou Luping's face, any subtle change after saying it might reveal the feelings in his heart.

"Then he must be a very good person, and the characters in this painting are very expressive. At first glance, it is the master's handwriting, and without more than ten years of honing of his skills, he can't paint such a feeling. Lu Shengyan doesn't know how to paint, but looking at the two figures on it, one big and one small, she seems to be able to feel the admiration of the painter.

Zhou Luming played with the tea set in his hand for a long time before he spoke: "He has always been very good, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, although he is a man, he is proficient in these." My ancestor was a household official in the last generation, and my grandfather received a good education when he was a child, and later his grandfather insisted that his father should be from elementary school, not to mix a bite of food, but to say that it was the elegance of the literati. ”

The agarwood was spread out on the coffee table, and the sadness in Zhou Luming's eyes made Lu Shengyan feel distressed, she had seen it on the information, Zhou Luping's father Zhou Gang died of stomach cancer,

"Later, my father asked me to learn these things, and my father was very strict, and if he played a wrong note, he would have to play a handboard, and at that time, my father had to supervise my studies while he was busy with the store. I don't know what age it is, he still has to use the old-fashioned concept to educate me, the children go home to watch TV, eat desserts, I go home to face the piano scores, chess scores, and I don't know how many times I have practiced the big calligraphy. ”

The room was quiet and only one or two cat meows were heard, and the tanuki cat gently snuggled at Zhou Luping's feet, as if feeling the pain in his heart, comforting him.

Zhou Luping chuckled, I don't know if he was laughing at the cat or laughing at himself, "I have been very rebellious since I was a child, my father is a tailor, he has always hoped that I will follow him to learn to make some traditional clothes, especially the costumes on the murals, he always says that the history is long, and he has missed too much, hoping to make up for some through his own efforts." But I just didn't listen, he asked me to learn traditional, I was interested in modernity. I studied the history of Western clothing evolution and secretly participated in the SJ Fashion Design Competition. When I happily went home with the prize, it was a wooden box waiting for me. ”

Lu Shengyan was silent, she didn't know how to comfort Zhou Luping, what she could do for him now was to be a loyal listener.

Zhou Luping took a deep breath, his nasal voice was a little heavy, "Let you see you laugh." Later, as you can see, I opened a shop here and devoted myself to studying these things, hoping that I could fulfill his unfulfilled wishes. ”

"And what about your mother?" Lu Shengyan remembered that she should still be alive, but Zhou Luping never mentioned it. The egg hurts

"My mother said she didn't want to see me anymore, so she went to her ancestral house in the countryside to recuperate." Zhou Luping smiled bitterly, his mother was probably so sad about him that she didn't even want to see herself.

"I think there should be some misunderstanding in the middle, no mother will really be angry with her son. Mr. Zhou also won some rankings in some competitions before participating in design competitions, and if it weren't for seeing that you really like this industry, your father would not have hidden his illness, he did it so that you could concentrate on the competition and not be distracted by his affairs. Lu Shengyan said slowly, her eyes full of sincerity.

Thinking about her family, she really envies Zhou Luping, who has been taken care of by her father and mother so carefully since she was below, and she and her grandmother depend on each other, and what she thinks about when she wakes up every day is how to make money and not let herself go hungry.

Zhou Luming seemed to be moved by Lu Shengyan's words, he stared blankly at the painting on the wall, "This is what I received at the coming-of-age ceremony, and his illness should have been very serious at that time, but I don't know anything." ”

"Why didn't Mr. Zhou go and see your mother? Maybe she's also eager to see you now. Lu Shengyan got up and planned to leave, but now it was a little inappropriate for her to stay in the store, and Zhou Luping needed an independent space to think about his decision.

After leaving the store, Lu Shengyan walked in the long and narrow alley, the moss on the side of the wall was mottled, and the path paved with green bricks encountered potholes. The tanuki cat followed her when she went out, and it wasn't until Lu Shengyan walked out of the alley that the tanuki turned around and left.

Animals are spiritual, Lu Shengyan thought so, and walked to the place where he parked.

By chance, I came across a white van not far away, why is this car so familiar, I feel as if I have seen it somewhere. Immediately, Lu Shengyan was speechless by her nervous nerves, what was wrong with her, and she was not a big person, how could someone send someone to follow her.

Shaking his head, he opened the door.

After walking for about ten minutes, Lu Shengyan's eyes became more and more solemn, and the white van had been following behind her unhurriedly, about a hundred meters, probably because she was afraid of being discovered, so she didn't follow so closely.

From the time she came out of the alley to the present, Lu Shengyan didn't notice it at first, but she saw it more often in the rearview mirror, and the guess that was denied before appeared more and more in her mind.

It's not that she's neurotic and overly nervous, it's true that someone is stalking her.

Now Lu Shengyan didn't care about who was following her, her first reaction was how to shake off the tail behind her, no matter who was for what purpose, Lu Shengyan didn't like the feeling of being watched.

Just at the transition point of the traffic light, Lu Shengyan successfully had a time gap of dozens of seconds with the car behind her, and she turned the steering wheel to a road that was contrary to the way home.