Lan Qing was startled, turned around, Jiang Rin was leaning against the edge of the door frame, lazily barely taking care of herself, her fair face was still stained with a little droplets, hanging down on her thin pale lips.

"Hmm...... Well......" Lan Qing felt palpitations and walked in his direction.

Jiang Rin looked up along her line of sight just now, and caught a glimpse of the strange moon painting, and a deep emotion brewed in her eyes.

Lan Qing followed Jiang Rin to the living room, which was the same mess as in the morning, and the coffee table was cleaned up a little, but there were untimely instant noodles on it.

Lan Qing turned her head and glanced at Jiang Rin, "Did you eat this in the morning?" ”

"Hmm." Jiang Rin nodded seriously and added, "I also eat this at noon and night, don't worry, there are many flavors, they are all in the kitchen, you can pick whatever you want." ”

Lan Qing felt a little headache for the first time, she walked into the kitchen, all the kitchen utensils in the spacious and bright kitchen were new and dusty, she opened the refrigerator cabinet door, and sure enough, it was stuffed with instant noodles.

I don't know who gave him the idea of instant noodle refrigeration.

The rest of the place is also covered with boxes of instant noodles, from domestic to foreign, and those who don't know think this is an instant noodle shop.

Lan Qing sighed, he is also a villain, sitting on a mountain of gold and silver, a high-end community, a luxury villa, how can he live a miserable life.

Close the refrigerator door.

Lan Qing realized one thing, she leaned against the refrigerator door like a dead heart, she ...... Well, don't cook either.

So, the two squatted together and ate two buckets of instant noodles, Lan Qing especially enjoyed such a leisurely and able to accompany him, as if she had returned to many years ago, a long, long time, so long that she could only remember very small and vague fragmentary memories, she relied on him, under the bath of spring, quietly facing the blowing wind.

The only regret is that he doesn't remember anything.

Jiang Rin ate quickly, squatted on the sofa and pondered for a while after eating, turned his head to stare at Lan Qing, who had just finished eating, Lan Qing was locked by the blazing gaze, and couldn't help but want to ask him the reason, when a phone call came.

"Hey."

"Eh, Xiaoqing, your shooting today has been canceled, oh, you won't use the studio, that-" The other party was one of the two men who socialized with her yesterday, the deputy editor-in-chief of the magazine.

Lan Qing didn't wait for him to finish the next sentence, and immediately pressed the hang up button, and killing intent flashed in his eyes for a moment.

If it weren't for the scene, I wouldn't have been in a stalemate with them for so long.

It would be easy for Lan Qing to kill them.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Rin hung up the phone without saying a word.

Lan Qing shrugged and smiled professionally, "It's okay, scumbag's call, just listen to it." ”

Jiang Rin nodded clearly, glanced at the clock hanging in the living room, it was almost ten o'clock, he asked Lan Qing, "Then let's start." ”

This time it was the second studio outside Jiang Rin's bedroom, Jiang Rin casually chose a canvas, quickly took a new version of paint and a clean color palette, skillfully softened several desired colors, selected a few brushes, and set them aside.

From the moment he entered the studio, Jiang Rin's whole body was lazy and empty, and a thick layer of gloom seemed to be shrouded around his thin body, and his eyes were covered with distorted colors, focusing on the portrait and nothing else.

Lan Qing had asked him what pose he wanted to pose before he came in, Jiang Rin thought for a while, pointed to a stool over there, and said, just sit there.

There was no special designation of action, Lan Qing sat on the stool obediently, the rustle of paper and brush rubbing came from the quiet studio, Lan Qing and Jiang Rin looked at each other from time to time, the fine black hair danced, his eyes were dark and bottomless, and mixed with some kind of extreme madness.