From Kapok Avenue to the art exhibition, Han Feiran stared at Xiang Dongyang's eyes, and he was full of arrogance throughout the whole process. When we met many years later, they met like this, Xiang Dongyang couldn't imagine the people who hid those sharp eyes, they used to be college classmates, dormitory roommates, brothers who used to be fun enough to eat and drink Lazar together, and when they were tired of playing basketball, they would talk about the brother of their favorite girl together.

Wait, the last sentence of the previous paragraph, their brotherhood has changed since then. As soon as he thought of this, Xiang Dongyang felt that this kind of look was at least not so inexplicably reversed. In addition to his eyes, how to describe Han Feiran's other angry facial features? The nose is like an eagle's beak, pecking at the heart of the heart.

"I'm sorry, I can't sell you this painting." Xiang Dongyang rejected Han Feiran in one bite, and didn't look at Jiang Xiaomian's expression, so he went directly over and rolled up the painting and prepared to put it away.

The next moment, the hand of the scroll was blocked, like the claws of a goshawk hooking the broken wooden tops, and the friction of the palms hitting the walls of the hands could be heard at the scene, and both hands were grasping the power of fighting intent and stiffened in the air. Especially Han Feiran's hand, which has the strongest momentum. Xiang Dongyang was wearing short sleeves, and the green tendons on his arms were obviously protruding, and they were almost twisted into pimples by Han Feiran's strength.

"I'm going to order this painting today, it's already in this sale, you have to sell it."

Han Feiran's voice was like a fire hissing to burn the fresh oxygen in the air, everyone held their breath and didn't dare to make a sound, they were all paying attention to what these two people were going to do, if there was a fight, they had to stay away.

Xiang Dongyang also said angrily: "The price of this painting is so expensive that you can't afford it!" ”

When Jiang Xiaomian wanted to persuade something, Li Xiaohuan opened his mouth and scolded, "Han Feiran, don't be forced by strong people" Jiang Xiaomian almost forgot that the people who met again today were not only Xiang Dongyang, but also Li Xiaohuan. glanced at Li Xiaohuan's face, and the appearance after taking off his glasses, revealed the potential beauty and beauty. And she has been standing next to Xiang Dongyang, it seems that their relationship is no longer ordinary.

Jiang Xiaomian thought about it and went to pull Han Feiran away: "I don't like this work at all, otherwise, let's go." ”

Han Feiran ignored Jiang Xiaomian's words for a while, looked at Xiang Dongyang who was slightly sloppy, his clothes and face were no longer as delicate as they were in college, and he sneered in a presumptuous tone: "You are a person who can paint, do you lack a painting?" Or lack of money? How? Is the young master of the Xiang family in trouble? How expensive is it? How much money do you want to rip off? ”

With mocking question marks, Xiang Dongyang looked angrily at the intensified face, his eyes swept over Han Feiran's straight suit, and said with a smile: "Your temperament really doesn't match your clothes!" My paintings are also difficult to match with cheap people. ”

The staff hurriedly went over to dissuade: "Two gentlemen, don't hurt the peace." ”

Han Feiran smiled contemptuously, "Xiang Dongyang, as early as five years ago, you had nothing to do with Xiaomian, why do you think this painting is still very expensive?" ”

The sadness of the old things that came to his words made Xiang Dongyang a little unguarded, and he was so gambled that he couldn't speak.

"Just before that, Mr. Xiang had already sold this painting to me at a high price."

A sentence sounded from outside the door, no one knew who the elegant man standing at the door was and talking, everyone saw his gentle and elegant smile walking in, just thinking that there was another person mixed in, there were three brothers in Taoyuan in ancient times, and now there are three gentlemen in the gallery to win the painting.

Only Jiang Xiaomian saw that he was familiar, because she was downstairs just now, and she accidentally bumped into him.

Xiang Dongyang carefully looked at the person who spoke, he was dressed decently, but he was as old as himself. I don't know this person, and I don't know why he wants to help. The man smiled and shook hands with Han Feiran: "Hello, my name is Chi Yanghe, twenty minutes ago, I was already the owner of this painting, please raise your hand." ”

After Chi Yanghe finished speaking, Han Feiran still glared angrily and refused to reach out to shake him, Chi Yanghe didn't say anything more, and pretended to be okay and smiled elegantly and took away the picture scroll in their hands.

Someone next to him began to persuade Han Feiran: "Sir, the painting has already been bought, why fight again?" ”

"Yes, sir, let's find another good painting."

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Jiang Xiaomian knew that only he could persuade Han Feiran to let go, so he called him: "Otherwise, let's go." ”

"Let's go." Jiang Xiaomian persuaded Han Feiran again, and he was indifferent and had to speed up and leave the gallery.

Seeing this, Han Feiran could only stop and chase in her direction: "Xiaomian, why are you angry?" ”

Jiang Xiaomian shook off Han Feiran's hand, and his words were full of anger: "I told you, I don't like that painting, why are you arguing with Xiang Dongyang there?" Do you think that's interesting? ”

"Xiaomian, are you blaming me for targeting him?"

Jiang Xiaomian dodged a look, "I didn't." ”

"Xiaomian, back then, he hurt you like that without saying goodbye, I just couldn't get used to him, he gave a fatal scar but still pretended to be in love!"

Jiang Xiaomian turned around and took a taxi back by herself, not wanting to pay attention to Han Feiran.

Han Feiran watched Jiang Xiaomian leave, because of Xiang Dongyang's arrival, he stood in place with a fist and hammered the tree with hatred.

In the Red Square Gallery, Xiang Dongyang looked at this man named Chi Yanghe, and was very puzzled in his heart, and asked, "We don't know each other, why do you want to help me?" ”

Chi Yanghe smiled and said: "It's just a meeting in Pingshui, the gentleman who grabbed the painting with you just now is really aggressive, so I will say something to relieve you of the siege." But you also covered it up very well just now, and didn't debunk me. The grudge between you for this painting is a little deep. ”

Chi Yanghe opened the scroll painting as he spoke, thinking it was a famous painting, but when he saw it, it was just a basket of kapok on the grass, and the painting in the lower right corner was called "Looking for Cotton". Rolled up the painting and handed it back to Xiang Dongyang, and asked with a smile: "It's just a few kapok, which are very important to you?" ”

Xiang Dongyang put the painting down, "No, no matter how important things are, there will always be a day when they become unimportant, otherwise there will be countless troubles." ”

Chi Yanghe saw that he was fighting with others for this painting just now, and now he has an indifferent tone, isn't this a contradiction? Then he asked him why, "If it is not important, why did you rob that gentleman?" As soon as you put your hand on him, wouldn't all your troubles be gone? ”

Xiang Dongyang shook his head tiredly, not explaining anything. To this inexplicable intruder, he said by chance: "Since you just said that you are the owner of this painting, and the fake play is really done, I will give it to you now." ”

The painting was pushed into his hand, Chi Yanghe looked at the painting in his hand and didn't understand what the person in front of him was doing, "Oh? The two of you fought for so long, and in the end it ended up in the hands of an unrelated person of mine? ”

"It's just that unrelated people have this painting so that it doesn't add to the troubles." After Xiang Dongyang finished speaking, he didn't stay long, and was about to leave when he saw Chi Yanghe's hesitant appearance, so he retracted his steps and half-turned his head: "He knows that this painting is made by me, and he just wants to tear it up, and you, which is equivalent to saving this painting, just accept it." Otherwise, it wouldn't have been a better place to go. With that, he left.

Chi Yanghe stood in place and put away the painting, looked at the back of the donor leaving, and muttered: "I just arrived in Changnan, who is unfamiliar with this place, and I actually met the first stranger in this way, interesting!" ”

Li Xiaohuan chased Xiang Dongyang out and asked him: "Dongyang, I just got off the plane, our luggage is still in storage, do you want to go home after you take your luggage?" ”

"Nope."

Xiang Dongyang's words were simply loud, and the people in the family didn't know about his return.

Li Xiaohuan continued to ask: "Then what do you plan?" ”

Xiang Dongyang didn't speak again.

They walked through several winding alleys, and there were countless antennas crisscrossing the sky above them, and they were also troubled when they saw it. Walking deep into the alley, there is a burst of mahjong sound turning over another burst of mahjong sound, and the roaring sound seems to be a house and alley toppling down. After a while, a voice reported to the mahjong room: "Sister-in-law, someone is renting a house." ”

"Okay, here." What came out in response to the voice was a fat woman with a scarf on her head, and she looked at Xiang Dongyang and Li Xiaohuan who were standing in front of her with her luggage with squinted eyes.

Sister-in-law Mi thought to herself: "The man is tired and sloppy, and the woman is thick and stupid, could it be a young couple who ran away from home behind their parents' backs!" How long can you stay now? ”

Sister-in-law Mi cleared her throat: "My room is the cheapest in the whole alley, and you must know it very well when you find it yourself, two thousand five a month, one bedroom and one living room." ”

"We don't live in one room or one living room." Xiang Dongyang replied to the mother-in-law in front of him without a smile on the side.

Li Xiaohuan also nodded along with Xiang Dongyang's words.

Sister-in-law Mi looked at their appearance and felt very strange in her heart, stretched out two fingers and asked, "Two bedrooms and one living room?" ”

"Two single rooms." Xiang Dongyang said coldly.

Sister-in-law Mi looked at the man who answered, he still didn't have a smile on the surface, and the woman next to him was also calm and speechless.

"Oh, then you come with me."

Sister-in-law led them through another alley, a secluded and narrow road that barely allowed two people to pass side by side, and small bags of garbage littered by residents on the side of the road, and piles of abandoned meals gushing with rancid stench. Li Xiaohuan occasionally hid her snort when she passed by, but Xiang Dongyang didn't react, and followed Sister-in-law Mi with a black face all the way.

"Oh, this is the building!"

Sister-in-law led them to a house about five or six stories high, and after passing through the narrow and dark corridor, a ray of light peeked through the broken glass before they could barely see the light of day.

The deeper you go, the darker and darker the aisle becomes, making people who set foot here for the first time panic. Sister-in-law Mi tried to press the light switch in the corridor, the gray bulb flickered on and off, and after a few more slammed flashes, she was already dying, so angry that Sister-in-law Mi cursed: "Damn, which rabbit cub stole my Xin'an light bulb a few days ago again!" Too poor to even afford a light bulb! ”

Li Xiaohuan leaned behind Xiang Dongyang, inexplicably feeling that the environment here was very unfriendly.

Seeing Li Xiaohuan's disgusted appearance, Sister-in-law Mi said lightly: "Girl, don't mind, after all, what kind of price and what kind of environment." As he spoke, he half-pushed open the two painted green doors on the side, and gently scraped the wall paint on the side walls at the corners of the doors. Sister-in-law Mi patted the dust on her hands, "That's it, it's cheaper." ”

Li Xiaohuan opened the door open, and when he walked in, there was an area of about 40 square meters inside, and the few furnishings were unobstructed, and the simple and dilapidated wooden cabinets had mottled traces of old history.

With a "crunch", Li Xiaohuan pushed open the wooden closet, and instantly saw several cockroaches the size of her thumb escaping in the dark corner, and she was almost startled.

Suddenly, there was a light shining on, Li Xiaohuan looked at it, it turned out that it was Mi's sister-in-law who opened the curtains, shaking off the flying dust was clearly visible in the sunlight, the air was full of dust smell, and there was still a hanger left by the old owner next to the iron frame of the window, and the spiders had already climbed the eaves and walked the wall here and camped for a long time.

The only good thing is that there is enough light, and when Li Xiaohuan took advantage of this light to look back at the whole room, he found that the walls had added an extra yellow color.

Sister-in-law Mi pointed to the opposite door and said: "There is another room on the opposite door, it is also structured, if you think you can, you can sign the contract, I am immutable, bargaining, 1,500 months each, three pay one." ”

"It's a dilapidated house, and this is a thousand and a half?" Li Xiaohuan is too expensive.

"Suspicious? Want to live well? Go up to the apartment, where the price starts at 4,000, and you can't peel off a layer of skin from your young people. Sister-in-law Mi's words were a little mean, after all, her housing is well-known for its economy within a radius of 100 miles, and the people who come to rent a house for her are only some young men and women in society. Now there is only one empty room opposite the door, and this one should be too dilapidated and too lazy to repair, and it has long been used to store sundries. Now someone asked for two private rooms, and she had to reopen the door to make up the numbers.

Li Xiaohuan glanced at the opposite door, but fortunately, it was a little neater and cleaner, so he turned his head and said to him: "Dongyang, the one on the other side of the door is cleaner, you go live in that room." ”

Xiang Dongyang retorted: "No, I'll live here." ”

Sister-in-law Mi understood a little bit after listening to their conversation, so she didn't stay for a long time, "You guys clean up, if you have something, go to the place where I played mahjong just now to find me." ”

From a distance, they could still hear the "popping" sound of Sister-in-law's slippers on the stairs, the room inside was not well insulated, and it was estimated that the ugly sound of slippers was heard by the whole building.

Xiang Dongyang didn't look around this room as carefully as Li Xiaohuan, he directly picked up a broom from the corner and cleaned the dust in the room, threw off the cobwebs, and let the dust fall all over his head.

The sound of the rushing water gushed and stopped, stopped and gushed, and finally managed to collect a bucket and wipe the furniture against Dongyang, and the stains unceremoniously stained his white cuffs.

Li Xiaohuan saw that his grim face was immersed in busy work, and he didn't say a word during the whole process, he couldn't bear to look at it in his heart, so he kicked his feet and moved away from the muddy basin and said, "Dongyang, you better go home." ”

The sewage was pushed by Li Xiaohuan's feet, and it was splashed on the ground, and the dust snorted in the waterfront.

Xiang Dongyang got up and picked up the basin, poured clean water from the bucket again, and continued to wipe the dust on the table, not listening to Li Xiaohuan's words until Li Xiaohuan moved the basin and shouted his name again.

"No, since the United States, I have been independent, and there is no reason to appear in front of them for nothing."

Li Xiaohuan said with reproach in his tone, and did not explain: "Is this important? When I was in the United States, I was very poor, I had to travel back to China, and I would sign a contract later, and I was already hungry before I could find a job. ”

"Give me the basin!"

The basin of water that Li Xiaohuan was carrying in his hand was snatched back by Xiang Dongyang.

He still only scrubbed the dirt on the rag, and did not look up at Li Xiaohuan, "If you have hands and feet, you will never starve to death." ”

Li Xiaohuan sighed, and if he couldn't convince him, he went back to his room angrily.

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