The exhibition was a great success. Overnight, Fan Tianfu became a news figure in Wutong, and people were amazed that Fan Tianfu, who was a soldier, a businessman, and a painter, was another member of the Fan family brothers, and his appearance was dignified and magnificent, and people even asked behind their backs what Fan Tian's husband and wife did, and their curiosity made them wonder what kind of woman could have such a husband.

When they knew that the couple was in heaven and on the ground, people actually sighed for this man.

In order to celebrate the success of the exhibition, the company held a celebration banquet. After the banquet, Lin Ximeng returned to the office and waited for Fan Tianfu.

Fan Tianfu had already agreed that no matter when the banquet ended today, he would also go to the field, and the two of them would celebrate again.

Since Fan Huifu came at the end of the banquet, Fan Tianfu asked her to come back first. Lin Ximeng sat in the office, waiting for Fan Tianfu to come back.

Fan Tianfu came back in a hurry, and as soon as he entered the door, he said hurriedly: "You go and get that painting." Lin Ximeng roared above his head, realizing that what was supposed to come was still coming.

She pulled the thick beige shawl to her chest, lowered her eyebrows, and asked calmly, "Which one?" ”

"Don't play dumb! Hurry up and take it out, and I'll accompany the sixth brother to his director's house in a while. Fan Tianfu showed an extremely impatient expression, and hurriedly walked away from her as he spoke.

Lin Ximeng mechanically opened the filing cabinet and took out the painting that Fan Tianfu wanted. She sat down in her chair, motionless, only her fingers carefully touching the scroll.

At the bottom of the scroll, she used a pencil to draw four big characters like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing...... Colorful years...... It is still clearly visible.

However, her mind was in disarray. About half a month ago, one afternoon, she came back from outside, and suddenly found that the "Colorful Years" on the wall was gone, and replaced with another "First Encounter", which was based on a poem she filled in, and "Colorful Years" had been rolled into a scroll and placed on the ground.

She was puzzled and asked Fan Tianfu. Fan Tianfu's expression was extremely unnatural, but his eyes were smiling, and after a while, Fang said that Fan Huifu's director intended to promote Fan Huifu, and Fan Huifu asked him for a painting and was going to give it to the director.

The director likes calligraphy and painting, and he is quite good, he chooses and chooses, and feels that this is still the line. Her eyes widened and she stared at him suspiciously, "You...... You mean, you'...... You're going to give it to ...... And the director? Fan Tianfu's eyes avoided her, but he still replied clearly: "Yes." She was hysterical

With a "hum", he grabbed the scroll, opened the filing cabinet, put it in without hesitation, and then locked it firmly.

Fan Tianfu looked at her, his eyes were still smiling, and he didn't speak. After putting away the key, she glared at him quite proudly, and said fiercely, "I told you to send it again!" Fan Tianfu never mentioned the matter again.

She decided in her heart that either he was joking, or he had an impulse to promote Fan Huifu, and later regretted it and didn't want to do it again...... Lin Ximeng sat there paralyzed, her eyes staring at the four big characters like dragons flying and phoenixes dancing at the bottom of the scroll without blinking, and her heart was clenched: colorful years!

It's been my colorful years! These are the most glorious years of my life! This is the colorful years that embody all my love, all my love, all my hopes!

I already regard you as life, you as my soul, and I regard you as my life, and in this life, I love each other with Fan Tianfu and will never be separated, and the colorful years symbolized!

Oh, the colourful years! The colorful years that I love so much! How I love you! How I cherish you!

How I see you as my everything! How I hold my head high in the crowd to have you!

But today, you're going to be sent away! I'm going to be sent away by the man who gave you to me! I will be sent away by the person who co-created you with me and gave birth to you!

How can I believe it? How dare I believe it? But it's true! It couldn't be more real!

Oh, the colorful years, the colorful years of my life, I am powerless to protect you, I have no right to have you, where will you go?

Whose living room will you hang it in? Which cupboard will you dispose of in public? Please tell me! I'll go see you, I'll linger outside that man's door day and night!

If you can speak, why don't you open your mouth to Fan Tianfu...... I don't want to leave! Oh, the colorful years, my colorful years!

We've only been together for a few years, and we've vowed to be together forever, but now you're leaving me!

Oh, you cried too, you cried as I did, your tears poured out of every part of your body, you shimmered faintly in the orange light, what a faint glow!

However, in my eyes, you are becoming more and more brilliant, until the brilliance becomes a golden picture: in a fertile land, two trees standing proudly side by side, their branches intertwined with each other, as if you are holding my waist, I am holding you on your back, relying on each other and seeking survival together; The leaves are squeezed one by one, as if I touched your forehead, you kissed my cheek, loved each other, and it was inseparable.

Under the golden sunlight, it is shining with a dreamy and charming brilliance...... Suddenly, she heard the sound of noisy footsteps outside the door, and two huge tears dripped down heavily.

Only then did she see that there was no glamorous golden light, but that her colorful years had realized that she was powerless to protect and possess it, and that it was about to be difficult to be reunited with her life and death, and it was its tears—and her tears...... Pouring out from every part of the body, under the orange light, a faint light flickered.

"Did you take it out?" With the sound of pushing the door, Fan Tianfu asked hurriedly. Lin Ximeng nervously hid the scroll under the floor-to-ceiling curtains.

Fan Huifu came in. The driver, Xiao Pan, also came in. Lin Ximeng didn't say anything. Fan Tianfu didn't see the painting, so he immediately became angry, and asked loudly: "What's the matter with you?" She didn't seem to hear.

She was numb.

"Quick! Take it out! It's leaving, and they've been waiting all night. Also inscriptions. Lin Ximeng knew that his final dying struggle was futile.

She knew the man too well. She bent down and took the painting out from under the curtain. She placed it gently flat in front of herself.

Fan Huifu looked at her and walked out first. Fan Tianfu grabbed it, quickly untied the colored silk ribbon that was tied, and flattened the scroll.

Xiao Pan helped him spread it out on the table and set up the pen and ink. Fan Tianfu stood in front of the painting, looked at the picture, and confirmed the name of the director to Fan Huifu in the corridor outside the door, and prepared to inscribe a message on it.

Lin Ximeng was full of tears, looking pleadingly at his hand holding a brush dipped in ink...... It was a plump and huge hand, as if it were just yesterday, it gave her fantasies, it gave her sweetness, it gave her strength, it gave her courage; It was as if it had just yesterday that it had wiped away her tears, driven away her fears, held up her hope, and pointed her the way...... At this moment, she looked at this hand, longing for a miracle to appear, longing that he would look up at her, longing that he would love and pity her, longing that he would cherish these colorful years, longing that his mind would flash every bit of the birth of these colorful years, longing that he would have a thin family affection for this life and this life forever...... No.

Nothing. The pen falls freely. The deformed brush pierced her heart like a black sword.

She clutched her heart and staggered out. She didn't know how she got herself to the bed in her room.

When she came to her senses, she felt that the room was cold, her whole body was frozen, and tears poured into her ears and hairline, slimy, and cold.

Her eyes were fixed on the curtain that hung to the ground, the curtain was a beige water ripple pattern, and under the invasion of the cold air, the ripples were turbulent and changing...... In a short time, it magically conjured up a dazzling picture: on a fertile land, two trees standing proudly side by side, their branches intertwined with each other, as if you were holding my waist and I was holding you on your back, relying on each other and seeking to survive together; The leaves are crowded one by one, as if I touch your forehead, you kiss my cheek, love each other, inseparable...... I don't know how much time has passed, but there are noisy footsteps in the corridor, as well as Fan Tianfu's hearty and happy laughter.

The sounds shattered the illusion in front of her eyes. She held her breath and listened to the voices outside, knowing that their purpose had been achieved.

In her subconscious, she may begin to discern whether there are Fan Tianfu's footsteps in this house, or she may also hope to hear a sentence at this time: "Ximeng, I love you." ”…… If this is the case, maybe she will let go of her old grievances, desperately grasp this straw, and have the desire and courage to toss for a while in the years.

However, no. There are no footsteps. There is no straw. Nothing. After a commotion outside, silence reigned.

She got up, moved her frozen limbs, and walked out. The cold northwest wind blew in her face, and she couldn't help but shiver.

It's late at night. The entire office building was pitch black. Fan Tianfu left early.