Qiao Yan looked at the ticket in her hand repeatedly, it was the shape of her feet, and a strange feeling rose in her heart, but she couldn't grasp that feeling, it was fleeting. She asked Beibei, "Is tonight's concert good?" ”

"It's fun." Bei Bei shook his little head slightly, "Everyone is stepping on their feet, and the commanding uncle is still smiling at me." ”

These words swept through Qiao Yan's heart, bringing a trace of strange waves.

At this time, the mobile phone on the left bank rang, it was Zhong Kai's call, he had just finished the operation, and saw a group of wounded people being sent to the hospital, I heard that they were injured in the stampede accident that occurred in the concert hall of Zhulang Island tonight, and the hospital on Zhulang Island could not admit so many people, so they were sent to several hospitals in the city. He was in a hurry, and immediately contacted Wanxing, but could not be contacted, so he asked the left bank to find out if Bei Bei had returned home. The left bank explained the situation, and when he heard that Bei Bei was fine, Zhong Kai's tense nerves relaxed, but then he heard that Wan Xing was injured and was being rescued, and his heart rose again, and his legs trembled with a sense of worry and fear. He took several deep breaths before he managed to calm himself down.

People are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless. How could Zhong Kai not feel Wanxing's affection for him, but the door of his heart could never be opened to her. Despite all these years, his ex-wife Liang Xiaoliang is still his favorite, and no woman can replace her position. He wants to find a new mother for Beibei, a woman that Beibei likes and can accept, but Wanxing is far from the image of the woman he likes, he likes charming and amorous women, and Wanxing is like a stunted high school student, too bland and tasteless to stir up the slightest ripple in his heart.

However, after learning that Wanxing was desperate for Beibei, Zhong Kai was deeply shocked, how could that thin body have such huge energy to support a child's life at a critical juncture! He drove quickly towards the docks, trying to suppress his rushing thoughts and the throbbing of pain in his heart.

Qiao Yan and the others were all waiting for Zhong Kai's arrival in the hospital. Zhong Kai had just gotten off the operating table and didn't have time to rest, so he dragged his tired body over. Seeing Qiao Yan from afar, they rushed over quickly, picked up Beibei, and kissed her little face.

Zhong Kai's image in Bei Bei's mind has always been stern and unamiable, and suddenly with such abnormal affection, Bei Bei was very unaccustomed to struggling, but after seeing Zhong Kai's red eyes and hidden tears, she seemed to stop struggling incomprehensibly, lying on his shoulder and not moving.

Zhong Kai hugged Bei Bei tightly and thanked Sun Jiaquan repeatedly.

"It's nothing, it's what I'm supposed to do." Sun Jiaquan waved his hand, "I should go, I have to go to class tomorrow." ”

"Remember our agreement." Bei Bei looked at the little brother reluctantly.

"I'll definitely remember calling my sister on the left bank." Sun Jiaquan patted his chest and promised.

Bei Bei smiled sweetly and said softly and glutinously, "Goodbye, brother."

Zhong Kai put Bei Bei down and asked Left Bank to take her back first. Bei Bei refused to leave and insisted on seeing Sister Wanxing.

"Sister Wanxing is injured, the doctor is treating her, and there is no way to see you. You're here, and you're going to influence her healing. Qiao Yan comforted Bei Bei with kind words, "You go back to sleep, go to school obediently tomorrow, and when you come back from school, maybe Sister Wanxing's illness will be cured and I will be able to see you." ”

"Okay." Babe pouted reluctantly. The Left Bank took her by the hand and led her away.

"Wanxing will be handed over to me here, you can go back and rest." Zhong Kai looked at Qiao Yan earnestly, "I will take care of her." ”

An indescribable complex emotion surged through Qiao Yan's heart. "I hope ...... You don't just see Wanxing as a savior. She expressed her thoughts vaguely.

Zhong Kai was silent.

Qiao Yan didn't say anything anymore, only asked Zhong Kai to inform her of any further news in time, and then said "goodbye" and left. She couldn't help much here, so she might as well leave the space to them. Disaster is the best catalyst for feelings, just like Mo Yuqing and Hai Haoyi, she also hopes that the relationship between Zhong Kai and Wan Xing can make leaps and bounds.

Wei Chihong was still busy at the scene of the accident, and Qiao Yan returned to their residence first. She casually put the ticket on the coffee table in the living room, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and after taking a shower, she washed a lot of clothes and went to the balcony outside the living room to dry her clothes. As soon as the balcony door opened, a cold breeze poured in and swept away the tickets on the coffee table. She didn't pay attention to it, and when she returned to the living room and closed the door, she remembered the ticket and realized that it was gone.

She estimated that it was blown away by the wind, and hurriedly searched for it in the direction of the wind, all the way to the second bedroom. Except for the occasional time when she has free time to clean up, she basically does not step into the second bedroom the rest of the time. She searched around, and finally saw a corner of the ticket peeking out of the wall. She crouched down to pick up the ticket, only to find something strange, only a small part of the ticket was exposed, and the rest was sticking under the wall, indicating that there was a gap there. This is a new house, there should be no cracks at the junction of the wall and the ground, she reached out strangely and touched it, it was a smooth gap, about the width of a door.

She stood up and looked at the wall carefully, the whole wall was pasted with European-style wallpaper, easy-going but not mediocre, quiet but not dull, and rich in pastoral atmosphere. Some relief decorations were also made to create a three-dimensional sense of the flower pattern and a fashionable and warm natural texture. The wall above this gap is filled with relief patterns, which are integrated with the overall art design, and there is also an oil painting hanging on it, which is the previous work of Yu Chihong, painting the beautiful scenery of Zhulang Island. The scenery, sunlight and air merge in a unique, brilliant, showy, yet musically harmonious color, harmoniously blending with the style of the wall, like a magnificent symphony of nature.

Qiao Yan stood on tiptoe and took off the oil painting, revealing a black button behind it, she reached out and pressed it, only to hear a "click", and a secret door opened, revealing a secret room inside. She walked in, fumbled for a switch on the wall, turned on the light, and the room lit up instantly.

It is a private studio, like a studio in a houseboat, full of soft light, messy and orderly, revealing the artist's rigorous casualness. Easels, paints, books, etc. are on display. She was wondering why Yu Chihong set up the studio in such a secret place, and even she hid it, but when she approached the easel, she was suddenly stunned. On the easel, there was a nude oil painting, and she knew at a glance that the person in the painting was herself. The depiction of the work is extremely delicate, in the painting she poses a beautiful yoga shape, in addition to the vivid and beautiful face, plump and soft breasts, slender waist, slender legs, and even the intimate parts between the legs are delicately depicted. The color of the skin, the elasticity of the muscles are beautiful, and the body lines are smooth, well-proportioned and harmonious, and it is simply an impeccable work of art.

Qiao Yan bit her lower lip, her face was hot, and Yu Chihong actually secretly painted such a nude painting for her. Although it is very beautiful, although she once promised to be a mannequin for him, although she has been influenced by Western culture for a long time and is not so old-fashioned, she also knows very well that this painting Wei Chihong must just hide her own appreciation, and it is absolutely impossible to take it out and share it with others. Still, she was ashamed and panicked, and it felt like she was naked and exposed to the public.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Qiao Yan's mind: When did Yu Chihong see her practicing yoga? The only time she did yoga after she met him was in ...... In the bathroom? The thought startled herself, and she stared straight ahead of the easel, where there was a large expanse of glass that occupied an entire wall. The other end of the glass was pitch black, and I couldn't see what it was. She thought back to the layout of the room, quickly rushed out of the studio, went straight to the bathroom in the master bedroom, and turned on all the lights in the bathroom.

When she returned to the studio, she suddenly understood everything. Why did Wei Chihong knock on the bathroom door almost out of control when she was taking a shower that day. Also that night, he said he slipped out and asked her what kind of exercise she was doing in the bathroom. The lights in the master bathroom are all on, and now you can see through this glass to see the inside of the bathroom. How many times has it been when she's in the shower, and that cold rascal is standing here admiring it? She was a little angry, her face was still hot, but her palms were cold.

The ringing of the doorbell came from afar, and Wei Chihong returned. In an instant, Qiao Yan had an idea in her heart, she walked out of the studio as quickly as possible, closed the door, hung the oil painting back in its place, and then pretended to open the door as if nothing happened.

Wei Chihong's expression was very tired, he was busy at the scene of the accident for several hours, and his voice was hoarse.

"Is it all taken care of?" Qiao Yan asked with concern.

Wei Chihong nodded and sighed deeply. "Ten people were killed and 29 injured, mainly women and children, and among the dead were several primary school students from the Zhulang Island Music School, which organized them to go to the show. Most of the injured were also students. The city government has set up a working group overnight to treat the wounded. ”

"It's miserable." Qiao Yan was miserable in her heart, "The Zhulang Island Concert Hall has held countless concerts, and nothing like this has ever happened, it's really incredible." ”

"I'll go take a shower first, and then I'll talk to you slowly." Wei Chihong also had a lot of questions in his heart, he took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, and walked into the master bedroom.

After Qiao Yan heard the sound of the bathroom door closing, she immediately re-entered the painting room in the second bedroom. She stood in front of the glass and watched Yu Chihong take off his clothes and pants one by one, and the male body that showed masculine beauty gradually appeared naked in front of her. Although she was already familiar with his body, Qiao Yan's face was still flushed, and her heart was like a deer. She raised her mobile phone and pointed it at him, took a picture through the glass, because of nervous hand trembling, several photos in a row were blurred, and finally captured a relatively clear one, she used WeChat to send it to Wei Chihong, and then restored everything to the original state, returned to the master bedroom, and continued to study the concert ticket.