Fan Tianfu was busy flying with Yang Peng to Lao Diao's house on Bailang Island to deal with the passivity caused by Lin Ximeng's shutdown, which was another apology and a gift, and resumed the construction of the Dahua Hotel.

Lin Ximeng gritted his teeth with hatred, but he was powerless to stop it. The only thing she can do is stop going to the construction site.

Fan Tianfu had no choice but to let Wu Airen take over the construction from her. For the next period of time, Lin Ximeng's mood was good and bad.

Feeling Fan Tianfu's warm love made her happy; When she thought about her future, she was depressed.

Although Fan Tianfu comforted her as best he could, swearing to love her like this for the rest of his life until death, she always felt that she only had his love, not his life.

It was only in the process of ** that she had a feeling of owning his life. She didn't know what to do now.

I want to calm down and write something, but I am entangled in daily work and some trivial things; I want to rest for a while, and I can't leave Fan Tianfu again.

So, she was plagued by a feeling of idleness. She no longer has the dedication to her work that she once had.

That high-spirited passion for work is long gone. Fan Tianfu didn't want her to fight hard for this company anymore.

He wanted her to be comfortable and relaxed, and to do whatever she wanted, as long as she wanted or liked to do anything, such as photography, painting, fashion design, he would do everything he could, support her to do it as she pleased, and personally teach her to paint.

He took care of her under his thick and strong arms, and wanted to turn this arm into a warm and sweet haven for her, never to frighten her again, and even to take her needs into account at all times.

That afternoon, Lin Ximeng sat in the office. She didn't have anything in her hands, she just sat still.

Quietly think, quietly savor; Think of her yesterday, think of her today, think of her tomorrow; Savor her pleasures, taste her distress.

All this forms an unfathomable, undulating silent song. She was mesmerized by the song.

Is this a heart song? But it seemed to exist objectively around her; Is this the tune of the field?

But this is something that no one else can hear. Suddenly, a set of extremely reckless notes jumped out at once: "Thanksgiving-attracting-need-" Lin Ximeng was stunned for a moment.

She repeated in her heart: "Thanksgiving-attracting-need-" She jumped up and went to find Fan Tianfu.

Fan Tianfu is busy painting, planning to hold an exhibition in Wutong during the Spring Festival. Lin Ximeng sat down opposite his painting case.

Fan Tianfu glanced at her and said, "With a red face, what new feelings do you have?" When she was asked like this, it didn't come naturally.

After a moment's hesitation, he said, "This is not a new feeling, but a new plan." Fan Tianfu was only afraid of her feelings, not her plans.

He immersed himself in painting again, and casually asked, "What plan?" ”

"I plan to go to Beijing for graduate school." Fan Tianfu raised his head, stared at her, and asked, "What?" She said it again.

He stopped talking and continued to paint. After a while, he said stiffly, "It's a good idea, no way." ”

"Why?"

"There's no reason."

"I'll go if there's no reason."

"You dare!"

"Of course." He put down his paintbrush, walked up to her, and grabbed her arm.

"You dare to go?!" She was scratched and screamed, "You let go of me!" ”

"Do you say go, or don't you go?"

"You let me go first."

"You tell me first, I'll put it later."

"What do you say if you don't let me go?" She burst into tears. He let go. She had a red mark on her arm and said resentfully, "You are so vicious! ”

"Vicious in the back. You say, if you can convince me, let you go. "It's not easy to convince Fan Tianfu to agree to this, and Lin Ximeng hasn't tried it.

Lan Baokun has always wanted Lin Ximeng to go to him for a part-time job, not only to help him negotiate some projects, but also to facilitate the integration of Feitian and Red Star.

Lin Ximeng felt that as long as it was beneficial to the Red Star, it was not impossible, but Fan Tianfu didn't do it. Fan Tianfu didn't say that he didn't agree with her going, but he used another plan, and said to Lin Ximeng that Lan Baokun had mentioned in front of him that he could use Lin Ximeng's appearance to take over the project for Hongxing, which really blew up Lin Ximeng's lungs, making her hate Lan Baokun and eager to stab him to death with a knife.

She didn't expect that Lan Baokun, who had been through hardships and hardships, would be so immoral about herself, which made her so sad that she burst into tears.

Fan Tianfu comforted her softly, saying that even if the company went bankrupt, he would never let her do so.

Lin Ximeng didn't know what it was, although she had a scheming, but her scheming was used to do an isolated thing, and the results were remarkable, and as soon as it became complicated, there was no trick.

This is like playing chess, Fan Tianfu sees four and five moves when he takes a chess piece, and she sees two moves at most, and no matter how much she can't reach.

In particular, she naively thinks that Fan Tianfu is good at using tricks to deal with outsiders, which she knows can't and doesn't have to do with her.

Don't you know that Fan Tianfu has used a lot of tricks to prevent her from leaving him. All this, she has been kept in the dark.

All she knew was that it would be very difficult to leave Fan Tianfu, even if it was for the benefit of the two of them.

Fan Tianfu returned to his original place and continued to paint. Lin Ximeng covered his sore arm and sat down. She cleared her mind and slowly talked about what the reckless notes had just represented.

If I keep working in this company like this, you will be most grateful to me. I have spent my heart and energy, like a candle, after burning, you are still grateful to me.

If I go to graduate school and further increase my knowledge and add my own connotation, it will undoubtedly increase my attraction to you.

Especially after I go to Beijing, I will study foreign languages and have extensive exposure to the cultural circle, which will definitely help you in your future career.

"If I want to indulge in the lingering love that I am currently enjoying while running a business like yours, I can't afford to leave you to go to graduate school, maybe in the end it will just be a chic walk; If I can extricate myself from the higher level of attraction and need for you, then my purpose in life with you will become more practical. Think of it this way: there are two women who are the same, one for whom you are full of gratitude, and the other for whom you are attracted and need at the same time, which one will you go to? Lin Ximeng paused for a moment and continued: The answer is obvious.

And, I've always believed that men are new. Almost every wise husband has cheated on his wife.

What was alarmist decades ago is astonished today only for the poor.

A man must have a certain source of stimulation at each stage of his life's struggles. And for a real man, the most appropriate source of stimulation is a woman.

We often see such a situation: a man who is very promising in many aspects, works hard before marriage, and loosens half after marriage.

This is where the stimulus subsides. And those men who are obsessed with their careers will never take the stimulus for fear when it has subsided, and will lose no time in seeking new stimuli.

It is necessary and humane. Why? When *** is on the first step, he finds a partner, and will think that it is the most correct choice in his life, the happiest marriage in the world, and an irreplaceable love.

However, with the loss of time, the change of work, the change of status, the expansion of the scope of knowledge, and the enrichment of ideological connotation, the existing partner is far from being able to meet his new needs.

"Especially our Chinese women, most of them have a mentality, that is, they think that sacrificing themselves to protect their husbands is their most duty, so after marriage, it is incumbent on them to pick up all the burden of housework, wholeheartedly support their husbands' careers, and become indispensable virtuous helpers for their husbands' ideals. When her husband has reached a high level in spiritual pursuit, intellectual level, ideological and cultural connotation, etc., she is still at the original level. At this time, the wife thought that her husband would be satisfied and forever grateful to her. Lin Ximeng went and poured a glass of water and drank a few sips.

She looked at Fan Tianfu, who was painting with her head down, and then said: Actually, this is a miscalculation of you men.

Her husband's gratitude to his wife is true on the one hand, and it is also true on the other hand, that is, as a man with a strong sense of career, he deeply longs for spiritual and intellectual communication and integration, so he cannot tolerate his wife's psychological inability to make up for the gap in his heart, so he feels extremely resentful and even resentful of his wife.

At this time, a man psychologically needs a woman who is at the same level as him to move forward side by side with him.

Therefore, men are willing to pursue women of their own class, or of similar classes, into a relationship of sexual friendship.

This kind of sexual friendship relationship cannot be put on the table. For men, it's the spectrum, the colored spectrum, which makes up a man's incomparable inner world, giving him a new source of stimulation.

In this way, it is more likely that men will be able to devote themselves to an environment in which they can fully express themselves in order to achieve socially acceptable status, honor, or a more stable economic income.

Because he knows very well that he will be able to conquer women only when he conquers the world. And once the goal he has set, a woman, has been achieved, that is, he has been conquered, and he has a desire to move closer to another, higher goal.

Therefore, in a certain sense, men's joy is the driving force for the historical progress of human society. Of course, the new mentioned here must be an excellent woman, a good woman. The so-called good woman is the woman who makes a man spiritually mature. When a man associates with a good woman, he will improve his mind, spirit, ability, and other aspects. There are philosophers who simply say that a good woman is the best school for a man. Fan Tianfu was still painting silently, Lin Ximeng drank the water in the cup and continued: "Now what I want to say is that since you men are born to like the new, I don't dare to conclude that you will not be like this in the future. But there is one thing that I am very confident in, I will definitely not be one step of yours, one step to another higher level. I'm going to be your ladder, to climb step by step, to get you to the top, but also to make you inseparable from the ladder. That's my true state of mind. "Becoming the woman behind a successful man is Lin Ximeng's lifelong pursuit.

Lin Ximeng spoke for almost half an afternoon, and Fan Tianfu was silent from beginning to end. After finishing speaking, she looked at Fan Tianfu nervously.

Victory or defeat is here. And she has no bottom in her heart. It wasn't until Fan Tianfu finished the painting, picked it up, and pasted it on the wall behind him that he said, "Will I give you this painting?" She looked at him quizzically, then at the picture.

The picture is a warm and mysterious purple tone, a man in a yellow robe standing in the distance with his hands behind his back, this man stares through the golden trees, staring at the fiery red sunset in the distant lilac clouds......

"I'll give you this picture." He said it again.

"......" she still didn't understand.

"I'll name it and you'll know." He took the painting off the wall and laid it on the case, writing: "Looking at the sunset, it is longing; The only hope between heaven and earth is the rising sun. After finishing writing, Fan Tianfu pasted the painting on the wall again.

He stepped back behind her, gently hugged her, and enjoyed the picture together. He whispered in her ear: "Ximeng, just now while I was listening to you, the theme of this painting appeared in my mind...... Looking at the sunset, that is longing; The only hope between heaven and earth is the rising sun. Lin Ximeng turned around, looked at those deep eyes, and said cautiously, "Tianfu, do you agree?" He hugged her and whispered, "Yes." Ximeng, because this painting was painted in the process of convincing me, so, I give it to you. Lin Ximeng then understood, he was really overjoyed.

She kissed him excitedly and unpassionately.

"However, I have one condition."

"Say it."

"You have to choose a female professor to be your mentor." She burst out laughing.

"Don't laugh! If you don't agree to this, I won't let you go. She saw that he was so serious that she stopped laughing.

Yes, Fan Tianfu is a smart man, and his precautions are completely necessary. Although there is no such thing as a result without a reason in this world, she can't figure out why she is always prone to falling in love with her teacher.

Since she has a lot of criminal records, she has to take precautions herself. Thinking of this, she said, "Tianfu, I promise you. Fan Tianfu nodded with satisfaction.

He picked her up and sat down in a chair. He stroked her face and said, "Ximeng, you are the best woman, the best woman." I will be in your school for the rest of my life, and I will let you be my principal for the rest of my life. She smiled: "Then you don't want to graduate for the rest of your life." ”

"Ximeng, since I entered this school, I never wanted to go out, and of course I couldn't finish my studies."

"Would you like to?"

"The day I die in your arms, that's the day I graduate." Fan Tianfu said that he had always been afraid that Lin Ximeng would die before him, and he hoped that Lin Ximeng would let him die first, and said that no matter what day it was, even if he was seventy or eighty years old, he would be like this.

Lin Ximeng thought that it was too cruel and unfair to her, and she should die together. He always refused domineeringly.

"The principal dies first, and the students bury the principal." She said.

"No! I had to die first. ”

"It's not fair to me!"

"That's what I'm going to do! I must let you experience the pain of my death. ”

"You cruel man, how can you bear to ......"

"Nope! I am adamant not to change this plan. Lin Ximeng shuddered. After a pause, Fan Tianfu whispered, "Ximeng, you don't know how much I love you. ”

"Since you love me, you shouldn't be so cruel, right?"

"It's because I love you so much that I'm so cruel. I don't know what kind of mindset it is. Lin Ximeng didn't know.

Fan Tianfu said that he planned to go abroad within three years, and said that Japan was the country he longed for the most. Lin Ximeng doesn't like Japan.

The Japanese devils raped so many Chinese women, which she will always hate. Unless a Chinese man rapes a Japanese woman as well, she will never go to Japan.

Fan Tianfu said that he wanted to go abroad, but she didn't believe it. For Fan Tianfu, this kind of plan is as much as she feels.

But one thing is for sure, he now does things with little regard for the surrounding influences, and from the needs of his own life.

"Ximeng, I'm afraid of less and less things." Lin Ximeng also had to admit this. When she felt that his determination was so great that he was fearless in life, the joy was incomprehensible.

So, she said encouragingly: "Tianfu, is there nothing to fear you now?" ”

"Yes." Fan Tianfu's answer was unexpected. She froze. After a long time, she mustered up the courage to ask, "What else?" He looked out the window at the night, his expression was so **, so sacred, so solemn, and said, "I'm afraid you will leave me; I'm afraid you don't love me; I'm afraid you'll fall in love with someone else. Fan Tianfu said three fears in one breath, and Lin Ximeng was speechless and choked.