When Lin Qinghuan woke up from the lounge of the hot spring club, it was already dark.

Su Lu sat next to her and looked at her phone.

Probably because he had slept for too long, Lin Qinghuan felt a little headache: "Hiss......"

And Su Lu heard the voice and immediately went over: "What's wrong?" ”

Lin Qinghuan shook his head: "It's nothing, it's just a little headache......

"Got a cold, huh?" Su Lu walked to the coffee table next to her and poured her a cup of ginger syrup that had been prepared a long time ago.

Lin Qinghuan took it and took a sip, and then said slowly, "When did Miss Gu leave?" ”

"I just walked for a while." Su Lu said directly, and after a while, he added: "What's wrong?" ”

Lin Qinghuan's mouth opened, and he stopped talking.

She just ......

It was as if she had a dream, and a familiar voice asked her, "Think about it, what is the name of the sister of the adoptive parents' family?" ”

What is it called......

This is where the dream comes to an abrupt end.

However, it was the dream, she seems, remembered something.

For example, over the years, she knew that she was sent out by Hermione to be fostered in someone else's house when she was very young, but she didn't have any impression of her adoptive parents' family.

The brushes and paints were originally hers, but in the end, they all became someone else's.

And, strangely, everything in the dream is extremely contradictory.

To say that her adoptive parents were good to her...... But why didn't they say a word to her when the sister snatched her paintbrush and paint?

If you want to say it's not good......

But those things were obviously from them?

She wanted to get her memories back, but she ...... The more things you think about, the more complex the information you get.

Ginger syrup itself is sweaty, plus ...... The reason in her heart is that fine sweat oozes from her forehead, which makes her body greasy and uncomfortable.

Lin Qinghuan subconsciously wanted to get up from the recliner to take a shower, but only then did he lift the spy on his body, touch the soft touch on his hand, and then looked up at Su Lu who was standing on the side, and asked with his eyebrows: "I...... Aren't you soaking in a hot spring? ”

When Su Lu heard her say this, she couldn't help but roll her eyes: "What else do you say!" Miss Gangu came in and saw you falling asleep in the hot spring, and she was almost scared to death by you! ”

Lin Qinghuan was silent and did not speak.

If she remembers correctly, apart from that dream, her last memory before falling asleep was indeed in the hot spring, and she suddenly realized that she was lying on a chaise longue, and thought that there was something wrong with her memory.

But if it was as Su Lu said, it was she and Miss Gu who saw her fall asleep in the hot spring and got people out, everything was still clear.

It's just that Lin Qinghuan was still a little confused, but he didn't care much: "But why don't you wake me up directly?" Hypnotize me directly while I'm in a daze? ”

"I ......" Su Lu was speechless for a while, but soon, not very happily said: "I'm not a psychiatrist, she said that it was better, what else can I say?" ”

Lin Qinghuan was silent, but he didn't say anything.

The purpose of psychotherapy is to reduce anxiety, relieve physical and mental stress, hypnosis in a more relaxed and unguarded state, or help the psychotherapist to better understand the patient's condition and develop a better treatment plan.

Therefore, from this point of view, there was no problem with Gu Jing's choice at that time.

It's just that Lin Qinghuan has never liked this kind of ...... Completely unknown state.

She voluntarily sought the intervention of a psychotherapist for memory recovery therapy, and receiving treatment without her knowledge always unconsciously made her feel awkward......

However, now that it's over, she has nothing to worry about.

I took a shower in the lounge and went back.

The villa was lit up, and she thought Rong Che had returned, but when she went in, she found Mu Yun standing in the living room, looking at the spiral staircase, and she had just put on an oil painting.

The painting was bought by Lin Qinghuan from a street performer, and he painted it himself.

Probably because she is also a designer related to art, she doesn't really care whether this painting is from a famous artist or not, but the most direct sense that this work brings to people.

However, these are her own affairs, and now, what she should think about most is why Mu Yun is here.

Lin Qinghuan stood at the doorway for a while, Mu Yun heard movement at the door and glanced back, the two looked at each other, silent.

After a while, Mu Yun raised the corners of his mouth and took the lead in speaking: "Siyuan is tired, Mother Liu took him up to rest." ”

"En......" Lin Qinghuan's voice was weak, and finally, he smiled, walked to Mu Yun from the entrance, smiled with his eyebrows, hesitated for a while, and said, "It's so late, why are you here?" ”

Mu Yun didn't hide it: "Siyuan misses you, unless you ask me to send him back, I can't send him tomorrow." As he spoke, he paused, and said with a sigh of relief: "Anyway, you're back, and I have nothing else to do, so I'll go first." ”

"That ......" Lin Qinghuan obviously didn't expect Mu Yun to be so direct, and hesitated for a while and said, "Why don't you live here today?" It's a toss to run back and forth......"

The corners of Mu Yun's mouth raised, and his tone was never softened: "Staying at home all day is either playing mahjong or reading books, and a trip can be regarded as moving your muscles and bones, but I don't feel tossed." ”

Lin Qinghuan: "But it's late now......"

"I'm old and I sleep late." As he spoke, he raised his hand to look at the time, and then said, "It's just right to go back at this time." ”

Lin Qinghuan was speechless.

I don't know what to do at all.

She and Mu Yun are probably ...... Kindred people.

Indifferent and clumsy, it may be wrong, but it is not a mess, but it is too good at wrapping one's weak and vulnerable heart with an indifferent appearance.

But in front of Mu Yun, she is always too immature.

Mu Yun looked at her, the corners of his mouth raised casually, and after a while, he chuckled: "That painting just now is good, can you receive other works by this painter?" ”

Lin Qinghuan was a little embarrassed: "Other words ......"

"The only work?"

Lin Qinghuan smiled: "Actually, I received that painting from a street performer, not a masterpiece ...... a famous artist" However, after thinking about it carefully, this seemed to be a little inconsiderate to Mu Yun.

Mu Yun herself was born in a scholarly family, and she must have her own deep and unique understanding of art, and it is not difficult to hear her appreciation for that painting from her words.

After living in the Rong family for so many years, what kind of art collection has she not seen?

Whether it is from a famous artist or not may not matter to her.

Thinking about it, he smiled apologetically: "If you like that piece just now, I think his other works, you probably won't like it." ”

"Oh?" Mu Yun's eyebrows twisted slightly, with a bit of expectation on his face.

Lin Qinghuan had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, gentle and casual: "He actually has a lot of works, which are lined up next to him, and it's quite shocking to look at them in turn...... It's also cruel. ”

"Cruel?" Mu Yun frowned with interest.

Lin Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly: "It's like looking at a ...... Obviously such a gifted person, cocooned himself, lost his wings one by one, and slowly walked towards the whole process of destruction. ”

The smile on the corner of Mu Yun's mouth slowly filled with a touch of depression, and her eyes sank involuntarily, as if she was recalling something......

Lin Qinghuan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he was just about to say something, when Rong Che's familiar voice came from the entrance: "It's the first time I've seen someone standing and chatting like you......"

Rong Che's voice brought Mu Yun back to his senses, and without even waiting for Rong Che to say anything, Mu Yun walked directly in the direction of the entrance: "It's almost time for me to rest, and it just so happens that Archer is also back, so you should rest early." ”

After speaking, no matter what Lin Qinghuan and Rong Che said, they left directly.

Liu's mother is specially taking care of Rong Siyuan, and Siyuan's mother is naturally in the villa.

Mu Yun has his own driver and is now waiting outside.

Rong Che had just come back, and he didn't even know what Mu Yun had talked about with Lin Qinghuan, but when he saw that Mu Yun was leaving, he followed Lin Qinghuan out to send it off.

Mu Yun got into the car, and before closing the door, he suddenly said to Lin Qinghuan: "Actually, that painting is not suitable for your staircase entrance, if you want, how about giving it to me?" ”

Lin Qinghuan was slightly stunned, but quickly, nodded and said, "Okay, you were at home that day, I'll send it to you." ”

"I'm at home every day." With that, he closed the car door and let the driver drive away.

Rong Che watched Mu Yun's car drive away, frowning at Lin Qinghuan: "What painting, she asked you to give it to you?" ”

Lin Qinghuan laughed speechlessly: "It's just a painting, it's not a great thing, besides, it's not someone else who asks me, my mother asks me, can I still not give it?" ”

Rong Che stopped Lin Qinghuan's shoulders and walked into the villa, and said after a moment's silence: "The stairs?" ”

Lin Qinghuan nodded.

"No wonder ......" Rong Che's voice was a little meaningful.

Lin Qinghuan's eyebrows twisted: "You seem to know something?" ”

"That's my own mother!" Rong Che reached out and pinched her cheek: "I look weird and smart all day long, what's the use of thinking about tossing me?" ”

Lin Qinghuan smiled dumbly.

Honestly, it is...... The heart is very weak.

Rong Che glanced at her condescendingly, seeing that she was just smiling and not speaking, Shen Ya's eyes condensed slightly, and the force holding her arm increased slightly: "You won't think about how to toss me now, right?" ”

"How...... How could it be! ”

It's just that when he said this, Lin Qinghuan almost bit his tongue.

However, looking at her weak heart, Rong Che suddenly had a feeling that he wanted to pinch her in the palm of his hand and ravage her. The cunning on her face full of calculations, obviously she can't hide it, but she can still deny it without shame?

Just thinking like that, Rong Che directly leaned over and hugged Lin Qinghuan.

All this came too suddenly, Lin Qinghuan subconsciously hugged Rong Che's neck, and there was panic in his eyes that could not be concealed......