After reading the book, the address of [Wanbenshen Station]: Avoid the pain of chasing books!

As soon as Chen Nuan returned home with his front foot, Li Jiamei came back with his back foot.

may have been hit hard by Feng Lan, Li Jiamei went directly into the study and didn't come out for a long time.

Chen Nuan had no intention of paying attention to her state, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the bathroom, looking at the pinch marks on her neck, thinking to herself, Jiang Mo is really perverted.

Such a bad boy, let's keep some distance.

Obviously, she really resisted Jiang Mo, and when she slept at night, she actually dreamed of him.

Jiang Mo in the dream was cut to death, and a lot of blood was shed on his body, and the scene was very terrifying.

After tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep anymore, Chen Nuan simply turned over and got up, took out an English dictionary, and memorized it silently.

When my back was tired, I went to bed again, and this time I fell asleep quickly.

When I woke up, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

Chen Nuan searched the whole house but didn't find Li Jiamei, she turned out the milk from the refrigerator, she leaned on the table and chair and sucked the cold drink silently, she didn't have to think about it to know where her mother went?

I believe that it will not be long before this place no longer belongs to her alone. There is also someone who will move in and take away half of her bed and half of her study, and even completely take away her mother's love for her.

For a child like hers, who was severely lacking in love, she would not allow anyone to take away what little love she had.

Thinking of this, Chen Nuan was irritable, and felt more and more that he couldn't stay at home. She wants to go out for a walk, and she should be distracted.

At the gate of the community, Chen Nuan looked at the tall and thin teenager who intercepted her way, puzzled, "Xu Wei, do you want to do it?" ”

Xu Wei stayed here all morning, waiting patiently, if it wasn't for Jiang Mo, he would have left a long time ago.

Finally saw Chen Nuan come out, and his tone was a little rushed, "I want to ask your eldest lady to come with me." ”

Chen Nuan's eyes showed vigilance, "Whoever wants to go with you, get out of the way quickly, don't get in my way." ”

"You heartless girl." Xu Wei stubbornly stood in front of Chen Nuan, pointed at her excitedly and shouted, "Brother Mo was blind to be fascinated by you, he shouldn't fight with people for you." ”

Reminiscent of last night's dream about Jiang Mo, Chen Nuan frowned slightly: "What's wrong with Jiang Mo?" ”

"Last night, after you left, Brother Mo and Wang Gui had a good conversation, shook hands and made peace, and did not interfere with each other. Who knew that he chased you out, came back a few minutes later, and punched and kicked Wang Gui like a vent, and I don't know what kind of stimulation you made Brother Mo feel like crazy. Wang Gui's dead dog is not easy to mess with, he led a lot of thugs to a sneak attack when we went to the food stall to drink in the second half of the night, and Brother Mo was injured in the head by his people, and he bled all over the ground. ”

"Later, we sent Brother Mo to the hospital for a few stitches, and the doctors told him to recuperate in the hospital, but he didn't agree to live or die, so he had to go home." Speaking of this, Xu Wei rubbed his cheek, which was punched last night, and looked at Chen Nuan, "I think Brother Mo likes you so much, he will definitely listen to you." ”

Oh, I really overestimated her ability.

Chen Nuan's face was calm, "Xu Wei, you have found the wrong person, I can't persuade him." ”

"You can't persuade you, so who else can?" When Xu Wei said this, he was a little indignant, "If Brother Mo wasn't for you, how could he provoke Wang Gui's dead dog." Think about it, if Brother Mo hadn't helped last night, would you have been able to come out of Wang Gui's hands safe and sound? ”

Chen Nuan finally lost to Xu Wei's good words and agreed to go to Jiang Mo's house to have a look, as for whether Jiang Mo listened to her persuasion, that was another matter.

The afternoon sun is particularly dazzling, pushing open the hot and locked iron door, Chen Nuan stepped into the spring yard, the osmanthus has fallen, the faint fragrance is still there, and the canna is still blooming so brilliantly.

"Jiang Mo?"

Chen Nuan called several times in a row, but no one answered. The courtyard was quiet, not to mention that Jiang Mo was not there, and his mother, who was not very mentally normal, didn't seem to be there.

Just as Chen Nuan turned around to leave, the small attic on the third floor was pushed open from the inside.

Chen Nuan heard the voice, turned around and saw Jiang's mother leaning out of the window, "Come up." ”

Chen Nuan looked left and right, not sure if Mother Jiang was talking to her, and pointed to herself suspiciously, "Auntie, are you asking me to come up?" ”

Mother Jiang didn't answer, she looked at Chen Nuan vigorously, and repeated her previous words, "Come up." ”

Looking at the closed door, Chen Nuan was at a loss, "Auntie, the door is locked, how can I go up?" Why don't you come down and help me open it? ”

"Come up!" Mother Jiang seemed annoyed and shouted loudly in the attic.

Eh, I can't communicate with a mentally ill person like a normal person, seeing that Jiang's mother is angry, Chen Nuan is a little scared, but when she sees her expectant eyes, she can't help but walk towards the door.

With a push, the door opened.

Fortunately, the lock was not locked, Chen Nuan exhaled softly.

Jiang Mo's house is very neat and elegant, and there should be hourly workers to take care of it every week, Chen Nuan glanced at it casually and walked to the attic on the third floor.

As soon as she walked to the door, she was dragged into the house by Jiang's mother, who greeted her, "Look, is it good?" ”

The whole attic was stacked with paintings, the finished and unfinished, the ones on the stands, the ones hanging and the ones thrown on the ground, all sorted.

To Chen Nuan's surprise, among these paintings, the most painted is actually a sketch of a middle-aged man, and this man, without exception, except for the facial features that are not depicted, other places, even if it is a button, are also depicted with heart.

Mother Jiang dragged her into the portrait she was depicting, still a faceless man, and after listening to Mother Jiang's inquiry, she nodded, "It's good-looking." ”

This is indeed a superb work, except for the facial features, the rest is depicted with great care, the suit and tie, a little fold is depicted, very realistic.

"I'm the one who drew it." Seeing Chen Nuan staring at the painting, Jiang's mother had a smug smile on her face.

She picked up the pen and scribbled on the paper again.

Who could this man be? Why is it that I have painted everything, but this face has not been painted?

Chen Nuan moved a small bench and sat quietly watching Jiang's mother draw, countless thoughts popped up in her mind, she was really curious, and finally couldn't help asking, "Auntie, why don't you paint your face?" ”

"Face?" Mother Jiang didn't seem to understand, tilted her head and thought for a long time, then followed the direction of Chen Nuan's finger, landed on the painting, stared blankly at the blank space for two minutes, and finally shook her head, "No...... Remembered. ”

"Don't remember?" Chen Nuan wondered.

Jiang's mother didn't answer her question again, and her mind fell on the unfinished painting, she drew very carefully and carefully, and a simple line was also outlined by her as if it had aura.

Just when Chen Nuan thought that Jiang's mother was silent in her own world, who knew that she suddenly put down her pen, stared at the portrait, her slender fingers slowly stroked her cheeks without facial features, and muttered to herself, "I really struggled to think about it, but I couldn't remember what this face looked like." I forgot, I forgot everything. I don't know why I painted this man, and what is the point of painting him? But every time I pick up the pen, all that flashes in my mind is him in a suit and leather shoes. You see, this light inky tie of his, if I remember correctly, seems to have been tied by me......"

Thinking of the information that Jiang's mother told her, looking at the man in the portrait, Chen Nuan vaguely had a thought in her mind, she guessed but couldn't get it, and she didn't dare to ask.

I can only sit and watch honestly.

Fortunately, Jiang's mother didn't say another half a word later, and finished the whole painting with her head stuffy.

Except for the face, of course, it's blank.

The sun outside the window slowly fell to the west, and the sunset, yellow like a salted duck egg, fell on the window, refracting a faint light.

I waited all afternoon and didn't wait for Jiang Mo to come back.

Chen Nuan secretly stretched her waist and helped Jiang's mother clean up a few paintbrushes, "Auntie, do you know where Jiang Mo went to your house?" ”

When asked, Chen Nuan reacted that she couldn't use ordinary thinking to chat with Jiang's mother, she might not understand.

Sure enough, Jiang's mother actually replied to her blankly, "Who is Jiang Mo?" ”

Eh, Chen Nuan stroked his forehead, "He is your son." ”

"I still have a son?"

Chen Nuan's head was sweating, and he stood up, "Auntie, it's almost dark, I have to go." I'll be with you another day. ”

Jiang's mother, who had not had a seizure all afternoon, made Chen Nuan relax her vigilance and fear, accompanied her amiably, watching her paint was also a pleasure, Chen Nuan found that her mood was not as irritable as when she was at home.

Mother Jiang grabbed her and didn't let her go, looking at her with a blank eye, "Dinner, leave after eating." ”

When the meal was served, Chen Nuan was glad that she didn't insist on leaving, looking at the three dishes and one soup made by Jiang's mother on the table, she was ecstatic, there were West Lake vinegar fish, Dongpo meat, and Longjing shrimp, almost all of which she loved to eat.

Sandwiched a chopstick fish, full of familiar tastes, she smiled contentedly and bent her eyes, "It's delicious." ”

Since moving here, my mother doesn't cook these authentic hometown specialties, and every time she cooks, she just stir-fry a few dishes, and her mind is less and less on her.

The attractive color of Dongpo meat also made Chen Nuan love it, she was not afraid of fat at all, she ate two pieces in a row, and looked at the elegant people eating opposite, "Mother Jiang, I love you so much." ”

Hearing this, Jiang's mother didn't say anything, but just smiled faintly.

has been accustomed to the way Jiang's mother treats people, lukewarm, maybe this is already a great progress for her.

Chen Nuan ate very satisfied, and she found that Jiang's mother had secrets hidden in her, and there seemed to be countless treasures hidden in her, waiting for her to discover them one by one.

There was no conversation at the table, only the sound of chopsticks touching the bowl, but it was very harmonious and warm.

So much so that the moment he pushed the door open, Jiang Mo thought that he had gone back to the wrong house and entered the wrong door.

"Jiang Mo, are you back?" Because of Jiang's mother's relationship, Chen Nuan's attitude towards Jiang Mo has also changed a lot.

She put down the dishes and chopsticks, smiled and walked towards Jiang Mo, "Come and eat, your mother has made a lot of delicious food." ”

Jiang Mo looked at Chen Nuan who came over with a confused expression, and he felt that his head was injured and it didn't seem to be easy.

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