As the saying goes, success is also Xiao He, defeat is also Xiao He, it seems that next time it is best not to let Xia Xiaochu participate, and if he is alone with Mu Yunshen, there may be a breakthrough.

Time is like water, life is still going on peacefully, more than a month has passed in a flash, and this more than a month has been very calm, nothing happened. Xia Xiaochu was still busy doing housework every day, and then sat down with Mu Yunshen's favorite meals.

Now Mu Yunshen has completely relied on her cooking, and he is no longer used to eating other meals, even if it is social, it is only a last resort, sometimes he can let others replace him, as long as he can take a break, he will always come back to eat Xia Xiaochu's cooking and enjoy this quiet moment.

He has become accustomed to this kind of life, whenever he is busy, troubled, or depressed, he always thinks of someone waiting for him at home, so that his heart will warm up and feel a sense of home.

In the lights of thousands of homes, there is such a light that is lit for you, and this feeling is really happy.

He hoped that this feeling would last a little longer, because good things would always be fleeting, and he didn't want this feeling of happiness to fade away too quickly.

Now he thinks about Jian Dongqing less and less, unless he goes to the studio to paint, he occasionally thinks of her, because the studio is full of her images, and it is difficult not to think about it. Therefore, he decided to put away all the paintings he had painted in the past and say goodbye to the past.

It was the weekend, and after breakfast, he told Xia Xiaochu his thoughts.

Xia Xiaochu asked, "But where are so many paintings going to be placed?" ”

Mu Yunshen seemed to have thought about it a long time ago, and said without thinking: "You can put it in the warehouse over there in the villa." You can help me clean it up, and I'll take care of the rest of the matter. ”

Xia Xiaochu nodded, and then I went to the studio with him, took off all the paintings hanging on the wall, and removed all the paintings of Jian Dongqing, and put them aside against the wall.

In the process of cleaning up, Xia Xiaochu also saw her own portraits inside, one of them was still wearing pajamas, with hazy eyes, she was a little embarrassed, and she didn't know when he drew himself in.

She was about to put the painting together with Jian Dongqing's painting, but Mu Yunshen suddenly stopped her: "Put those paintings here." ”

Xia Xiaochu was stunned, and he didn't quite understand what he meant. If you want to clean it up, you should clean it all up, so why do you want to keep your own paintings? But she was embarrassed to ask, she just followed his instructions, and Mu Yunshen didn't explain, because he had no way to explain.

It took the two of them a morning to finally clean up the studio, the walls were bare, there was nothing left, only a few drawing boards were left on the floor of the studio, and some empty drawing paper and easels.

Mu Yun exhaled deeply and said to Xia Xiaochu: "You take a rest first, and I'll take these paintings to the car." ”

Xia Xiaochu nodded, and then watched him take the painting outside little by little. He has accumulated hundreds of paintings here, and it is not easy to move them, Xia Xiaochu originally wanted to help him, but Mu Yunshen refused to let him, saying that he could do it slowly.

It took him a dozen runs to empty all the paintings. Because there are too many paintings, they can't be shipped at once, so they can only be shipped several times.

Xia Xiaochu thought that if he was a man with no money, maybe he could get a lot of money by selling these paintings, but he didn't lack this money at all, so he could only put them away. It's a pity that such a good painting is about to be refrigerated, and there may not be a chance to show it again in the future!

She secretly regretted in her heart, looking at the empty studio, there were only a few portraits of herself left, her face burned again, she didn't know why Mu Yunshen only left his portrait, was he saying goodbye to the past? Are you saying goodbye to the girl in the painting? Does he want to start his life all over again? Maybe!

She didn't dare to think about it, so she got up and began to clean the studio. By the time Mu Yunshen put the painting in the trunk of the car and came back, she had already cleaned all the studios.

Looking at the newly renovated studio, Mu Yunshen nodded with satisfaction, and then hung Xia Xiaochu's portrait on the previous nail, and then looked at it carefully.

Xia Xiaochu blushed a little, as if he was looking at himself, so he made an excuse to go out.

Mu Yunshen chuckled, then sat down in front of the easel and began to conceive of a new painting. Although he was busy for most of the day, he didn't feel tired at all, but was full of energy and wanted to paint a picture.

Sometimes for him, painting is rest, and he gets a kind of quiet from it, especially when he paints people and things he likes, and that feeling is really wonderful.

He briefly conceived about the easel, and then began to draw intently.

It was already noon, and it was time to finish lunch, so Xia Xiaochu began to prepare lunch. Sweating from her busy schedule, she decided to make some cold noodles to eat.

She is very good at making cold noodles, and she makes everything herself, even cold noodles. She does it with her heart, because she knows that only what is done with her heart is delicious.

Since she became a chef, she has made every dish with care, even if it is a simple jajanjangmyeon. However, she has never made cold noodles since she came here, and I don't know if Mu Yunshen will be satisfied. But she knows that everything is important in innovation, especially in terms of food, and it cannot be set in stone.

When Mu Yunshen came out of the studio, the cold noodles were also ready, and Xia Xiaochu hurriedly beckoned Mu Yunshen to come over and eat.

Mu Yunshen walked over after washing his hands, saw the cold noodles on the table, and asked, "What is this?" ”

Xia Xiaochu said: "You can't have eaten this thing, right? This is what we ordinary people often eat, and it is called cold noodles. ”

Mu Yunshen picked up the chopsticks and tasted them, nodded, and said, "It's delicious." I seem to have eaten something like this before, but it doesn't seem to be called cold noodles, and I forgot what it was called. ”

Xia Xiaochu thought it was funny, thinking that he didn't even know what he was eating, and he really didn't know the suffering of the people!

She sat down face to face Mu Yunshen, and the two of them silently ate cold noodles together, in fact, they had to eat noodles with snoring and making a sound to be delicious, but out of habit and face, Mu Yunshen ate very slowly and elegantly. Xia Xiaochu also ate small bites one by one, and did not eat the essence of cold noodles at all.

Xia Xiaochu thought, wait later