On this day, You Mingxu's mood was always good, and there was a kind of pleasure after being completely released. She thought: This is actually an interesting thing, because I have evil genes surging in my body, so I love to punish evil; Or is it because I often punish evil, which makes me a little wicked and willful?

Luo Yu is a smart person, and he never came to find fault from beginning to end.

When it was time to get off work, You Mingxu's mobile phone rang on time. Now every time he receives a call from Yin Feng, You Mingxu has to pause for a moment.

"Hello?"

"Did you get off work?"

"Well, it's coming."

"I sent a car to pick you up at the door." Yin Feng said, "I'll wait for you at my house." Xu, it's fun here, come quickly, I'll show you a lot of things. ”

Hanging up the phone, You Mingxu couldn't help laughing. After sitting quietly for a while, I picked up my bag and left work.

A Bentley was parked in front of the police station, and even if it was quiet, it attracted the attention of many people. You Mingxu frowned, and quickly got into the car, thinking that this guy was really extravagant and flamboyant before.

Yesterday, I said yes, today Chen Feng took him back to his home, familiarized himself with some signing processes, and also practiced the piano. You Mingxu promised to go over and have a look.

The driver in the front seat was a tall and stocky fat man, and he also wore a black driver's uniform, and he did not smile or say a word during the whole process. It's like Youmingxu is the only one in the car. It's just that when someone rushes the road on the road, don't let them go. The driver kicked the accelerator and chased after him in silence. The temperament is very big.

You Mingxu glanced up and said, "Slow down, safety first." ”

Then I saw the driver's hands grasp the steering wheel, and the speed slowly decreased.

You Mingxu had heard Chen Feng say before, and he had also seen it on the Internet, and Yin Feng had already become a company and had a large business empire. The people around him have been following him for many years. You Mingxu was suddenly a little curious, he could put such an impulsive, irritable and stiff driver by his side and be responsible for his driving safety. The once Yin Feng was a bit interesting.

The car drove for more than half an hour, and it was almost to the suburbs. I saw that it was surrounded by mountains and forests, and green trees were continuous. Then he turned into a well-groomed and quiet path, and gradually drove into a garden. It turned out to be a low-key and huge villa area. And the walls of each house are very high, you can't see the inside, and the area is also very wide.

At the deepest point, two palace-like gates were open in the distance, and a white marble driveway led in.

You Mingxu just had to look at it like this, and thought: Yin Feng and her are really not people from the same world.

Another thought flashed through him: why wasn't he a poor little writer before? Or didn't build any cultural business empire, An An was divided into writers, isn't it good.

The driver parked the car in the garage not far from the door, opened the door for her, and made a gesture for her to walk in by herself. You Mingxu smiled at him: "Thank you." ”

The driver's thick-skinned and hard-skinned face squeezed out a smile in the end. You Mingxu has seen too many people, and at a glance, he feels that although he smiles stiffly and is not good at words, he laughs quite sincerely.

Yin Feng in the past also knew this.

A white path that crosses the garden in the courtyard. At this time, the sun is setting, and the whole yard is bathed in a soft light. There was a gardener, standing among the flowers. He wears dark blue overalls, bib gloves and a sun hat, and holds a huge pair of scissors. Noticing footsteps, he raised his head and met You Mingxu's eyes.

He is a man in his early forties, his face is very thin, a little tired, and he looks very delicate and gentle.

You Mingxu nodded to him.

He lowered his head and continued to prune the branches.

You Mingxu didn't care, and continued to walk forward, habitually looking around. She suddenly noticed that the vast garden, or flower field, looked strange in its entirety. I have the impression that this kind of flower field should be neatly trimmed, regular, or even symmetrical. But the color of the entire flower field in front of me is deep in the east and shallow in the west. Yellow, dark blue, light blue, and dark purple flowers and plants are scattered irregularly.

She stopped, looked at it for a while, and finally realized something: like a painting. If the earth is oiled paper, then the clumps and patches of flowers and plants are the colors of the painter's brushwork. Not to mention, the sense of art is really strong.

You Mingxu looked at the back of the silent gardener again, and thought to himself that it was really unseemly. Or is it that the gardener also follows the owner of the house, and he is a bit of a laid-hearted artist.

Walk through the flower field to the four-story mansion. You Mingxu can only see that this house is very artistically designed, with white and rounded lines, and the height is asymmetrical, but it is unexpectedly integrated, much like a museum.

There are many fruit trees planted around the house, and several of them are peach trees, which are now full of fruit and are very attractive. There is also a fish pond on the side, surrounded by flowers, plants, trees and stones. An old man with gray hair, squatting next to the fish pond, was cleaning up some tools. He wore a straw hat and tank top shorts, raised his head, and when he saw You Mingxu, he immediately stood up, and his dark face showed a humble smile.

You Mingxu was slightly stunned.

For a certain category of people, the police are very familiar. Their standing posture and subconscious limb tension cannot be completely erased even after many years of leaving the prison. The old man in his early fifties in front of him has a similar temperament.

You Mingxu looked at him twice, he seemed to feel something, lowered his head, and the back of his neck was straight. You Mingxu walked into the house quietly, thinking: I don't know the past Yin Feng, do you know that this is a person who has been released from prison. Then he was relieved: With Chen Feng's fox here, it must be clear. That's not a bad thing either.

Walking to the hall on the first floor, You Mingxu was surprised. Because there is still a sign in the middle of the living room: "Yin Feng Studio". Looking up, there are seven or eight rooms on the first floor, and there are signs hanging at the doors: "Art", "Planning", "Editing", and "Commercial Promotion...... In other words, the former Yin Feng moved the studio to his home? It's just that at the moment, most of the doors in the rooms are closed, or open, and there is no one inside.

"Hello, you're also here to visit Teacher Yin?" A voice asked behind him.

You Mingxu turned around and saw a tall and thin white young man, wearing a pair of thin black-rimmed glasses, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes. Those eyes are very bright, very clean, so you will notice at a glance.

The young man was about twenty-four or five years old, with a sketchpad on his back, and a big basket of fruits in his hand, looking at You Mingxu with curiosity.

You Mingxu: "Yes. ”

The young man looked upstairs and said, "If something happened to him, everyone in the company was worried about death." Now that he's back, it's great to have a book signing. The people in our department insisted that I, as a representative, send a fruit basket over. ”