Ye Qing felt that something was wrong with Mu Lang's mood, but he still pretended to be tough and replied to him: "Is there any other reason?" I don't know much about the world of you rich people, but I know my own heart, and I ......"

Ye Qing seemed to have mustered all the courage and said to him word by word: "I'm not interested in men. ”

After Mu Lang heard this, there was no longer a reason to keep her, so he let go of her hand.

Ye Qing felt a light wrist, so he left behind, leaving Mu Lang alone on the somewhat deserted deck, he shook his head, denying what Ye Qing had just said.

"No... Never have you ever before... Said that...... No... You're interested in me... You're just too embarrassed to speak...... But you never say...... That's the sentence. ”

Ye Qing had never said the phrase "I'm not interested in men" in front of Mu Lang before, Ye Qing had never denied her own sexual orientation, if she said this, did it mean ...... The old one, she can't... Can't come back?

"No, it won't... No, it won't. Mu Lang walked on the deck in a lost sense of absence, and when he came to the bar, he shouted to the waiter with some anger: "Waiter!! Here, give me the strongest liquor! Immediately! ”

The waiter was frightened by Mu Lang's anger, and he couldn't add fuel to Mu Lang's fire anymore, so he immediately responded and stepped forward to mix wine for him.

On the other side, Ye Qing returned to the room in a little panic, she closed the door, leaned against the door, her hands trembling because of nervousness, they were still shaking slightly, she didn't know why she said those hurtful words, she obviously felt Mu Lang's loss mood, and obviously she didn't want to hurt him for a moment.

But Ye Qing just felt that Mu Lang was playing with her, if not, why did the female companion beside him never break? Is this called single-mindedness?

She didn't know why she cared so much about all the intimate female companions around Mu Lang, it was like rejection in her heart, she didn't want to think about it anymore, so she took off her clothes and went into the bathroom, wanting the water to calm her down.

Wen Yuzhu didn't want to waste the opportunity of this steamship banquet, she curiously wandered around the exhibition hall in the steamer, there was a singing hall, when she saw Wu Yin also singing inside, she immediately escaped, she didn't want to be here to support her crazy, she really wanted to be beautiful alone.

So Wen Yuzhu went to the next concert hall, sat in the audience playing the piano for a few minutes, and found that he really didn't have the ability to appreciate this kind of music, so he quietly left there in the eyes of everyone who were fascinated by it. As soon as she went out, Wen Yuzhu saw a lot of people walking towards another exhibition hall on the right, and out of curiosity, she followed in.

The title of the exhibition is "Listening to the Language of Painting", and there are many different types of paintings on the walls, as well as many things that people can often see in their daily lives.

Some are a sunny sunflower, but there is only one in the green bushes, some are small insects, a group of ants on the soil, only one ant carries food, and some are landscapes, and on rainy nights, only a small yellow flower, leaving the shade of the leaves above, is about to be exposed to the rain.

For some reason, seeing these paintings, Wen Yuzhu felt a sense of desolation and sympathy in his heart.

"This painter should be a lonely but strong person who loves the world." She looked at the paintings and muttered.

Wen Yuzhu suddenly wondered who this painter was, and she looked down at the lower right corner of one of the paintings.

“moon？ Moon ......"

When Wen Yuzhu felt that the name was a little familiar, the people in the other room behind her let out an exclamation, and her attention was immediately drawn to it.

She also walked in, and was also shocked by the paintings in front of her.

It is a different kind of painting, different sizes of figure paintings, the first thing that caught Wen Yu's eyes is a watercolor painting, the painter's angle is from the upstairs looking down from the top of the line, a girl with a single ponytail, is squatting on the lawn, a black and white kitten is eating the cat food in the palm of her right hand, because of the thin bangs in front of the girl's forehead, just blocking her complete face, but except for the outline of the cat and the girl is carefully depicted by the painter, the other scenes around are blurred.

Wen Yumu didn't realize the reason for everyone's sigh at first, and she didn't understand until she looked at five or six paintings in a row.

It turns out that the painter has been painting the same girl, some are sketching girls wearing school uniforms and eating in the cafeteria with their heads bowed, some are oil paintings of girls running to the finish line and finally winning, and some are back paintings of girls writing questions on the blackboard, she is also very curious, what this girl looks like, and it will make the painter notice her at all times.

"Maybe this girl is a painter when she was a student and had a crush!" With this doubt, Wen Yuzhu walked into the largest painting that was surrounded by many people, she stepped on her feet and looked inside, but she could only see the top of the painting, vaguely knowing that the background of the painting was a classroom.

She muttered, "Why is everyone looking at this painting?" Could it be that this painting has a girl's face? No, I'm going to have to squeeze in and take a look. ”

Wen Yumu only cared about squeezing forward, but accidentally stepped on the foot of a man in front of her, who turned his head and looked at her with some anger.

"Ahh I'm sorry big brother, I didn't mean to. Wen Yuxian immediately apologized, but she was a little confused when she found that the man was looking straight at her.

The eldest brother looked back at the painting again, turned his head to look at her face, and after confirming it again, he said to her, "How do I feel, you and... The girl in the painting looks alike, huh? ”

"Huh?"

Because the man's voice was loud, soon the people around her also looked back at her, paused for a few seconds and nodded in agreement.

"It's a bit like huh!"

"That's right, especially the eyes, very similar."

"You see, there is a small tear mole under the right corner of the girl's right eye in the painting, and she also has it."

"Yes, yes, it's not going to be an exhibition that Moon is holding just for her, right?"

Wen Yuzhu was even more puzzled, she walked inside, and the person next to her automatically moved out of the way, so that she could see the whole painting clearly.

It was the girl's side face, the girl was sitting in her seat, holding a paintbrush and looking down to draw something happily, but for some reason, the moment she saw the girl, a few clips quickly flashed in Wen Yu's sticky mind, and then there was a sharp pain in the scar on the back of her head.

"Uh-huh......" she snorted, reaching out and holding down the sore spot as the images slowly pieced together a complete scene.