"Dad, what are you looking for me?"

"I found a lot of sketches in your original notes." Jane's father gets straight to the point.

Sketch? Jian Yunxi narrowed her eyes and thought about it seriously, how could her sketches appear in her notes when she drew sketches in a special drawing book.

"Dad, are you sure it's my notes?"

On the side, Shu Qingling looked at the window absentmindedly, but did not forget to prick up her ears to listen.

Before, I went to Jian Yunxi's home, which was extremely luxurious, and before, when I met at the Emgrand Restaurant, my brother-in-law was dressed ordinarily at that time, and the sum of his whole body may not be more than a thousand.

In addition, Jian Yunxi has always said that his brother-in-law is just an ordinary salaryman, if this is the case, he can't even afford the down payment of the villa, and besides, this car seems to be something that ordinary people can afford.

Jian Yunxi has been deceiving her family, and most importantly, to deceive her aunt.

Shu Qingling thought that if she told her aunt directly about this, she might not believe it, so this time she pretended to ask the driver to send her home, but it was actually to take photos of Jian Yunxi entering the villa.

"It's a loose-leaf notebook, placed at the top of the pile, the handwriting is yours too, and the sketches are signed by X."

Jian Yunxi: "......"

Signing X was her habit, and at that time, she thought a single letter was cool.

However, she really had no impression.

"Uh...... So what do I draw? ”

Jian Yunxi guessed what kind of landscape painting it was, she didn't paint people, because she had high requirements for models, and she was not handsome.

As a result, I received a surprising answer, "It's a son-in-law." ”

Son-in-law......? Fu Yanze?

How could it be, she didn't know Fu Yanze at that time!

Maybe he admitted his mistake, Jian Yunxi comforted himself like this.

"Dad, you're wrong, it may just look alike."

He also hoped that he was wrong, but his wife recognized it, and it was not necessarily that the two of them were wrong at the same time, "If you don't believe it, I'll send you the picture." ”

"Okay." Jian Yunxi's thick and slender eyelashes blinked twice.

The phone hung up, and his black eyes looked at the screen calmly, his throat a little tight.

She really doesn't remember, she doesn't remember that she painted Fu Yanze, and she once asked him with anticipation, have we met before, and he said in an indifferent tone, answering, no.

No is no, Fu Yanze doesn't need to lie to her.

Even if she once attended the same high school and met her by chance, she was so ordinary, Fu Yanze definitely didn't remember her.

After waiting for five minutes, my father still didn't send the photo.

Shu Qingling looked at her suspiciously, "Sister Yunxi, are you waiting for your uncle's call, why do you feel a little unhappy." ”

Jian Yunxi didn't answer, and her fingers tightened unconsciously.

She was searching for her memories.

Her heart seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand, and she felt throbbing pain, and in a trance, an impenetrable net wrapped her.

Her breathing was messed up and her thoughts were messed up.

The pain gradually spread, penetrating the blood, flesh and bones.

The brain seemed to be pierced by a sharp sword, and the sharp pain spread throughout the body.

She was out of breath.

It hurts.

It hurts.

It hurts.

……

"Sister Yunxi, are you okay?" Shu Qingling found that Jian Yunxi lowered her head, her complexion was so white that there was no trace of blood, and she hurriedly grabbed her arm and shook it nervously.

Jian Yunxi came back to his senses, and his other arm was pinched by a fingernail with a deep red mark, which was particularly obvious in contrast to his fair complexion.

"I'm fine." Her voice was hoarse.