Tang Xiaoqing, who had already grasped the doorknob, withdrew her hand again, and slipped back to the living room sofa like a thief and sat down.

Why did you open the door for him so quickly, as if you had been waiting for him!

Even if you open the door for him, you have to calm down before opening the door......

Before Tang Xiaoqing could calm down, Xu Wenjing, who heard the knock on the door, had already run out.

"Sister Tang, morning!" Xu Wenjing said as she ran to open the door.

She didn't notice the abnormality on Tang Xiaoqing's face.

At the moment when the door was opened, Tang Xiaoqing's heart beat faster, her face became hotter, and she was completely uncontrollable.

Fortunately, Tang Kai lived in the school dormitory last night, if he was around, he didn't know what irritating ivory tusks came out of his dog's mouth!

"Hello, is my wife there?"

It was not Lu Chengze who was talking outside the door, but the chef who cooked the best in the lakeside villa.

Tang Xiaoqing's face changed, and she returned to normal in an instant.

"What's going on?" Tang Xiaoqing hurriedly stood up and walked over.

"Madam, this is the breakfast that Mr. Lu asked me to prepare for you." The chef walked in with a large box, opened it, and placed the insulated lunch boxes on the dining table, "Madam, this is your favorite three-fresh spring rolls; Mr. Lu said that your complexion has been a little bad these days, and this is the red date soup he ordered me to boil for you; It's ......"

Tang Xiaoqing looked at the chef with a puzzled expression on her face, and a taste of happiness in her heart.

However, traveling through most of the city early in the morning and delivering breakfast from the lakeside villa is too exaggerated, right?

After the chef filled the table with all the breakfast, he said: "Madam, this is a special explanation from Mr. Lu when he leaves, he is worried that he will not be able to take care of yourself if he is not in Jinhai City for the past two days——"

Hearing this, Tang Xiaoqing was stunned for a moment: "Coming, leaving?" What do you mean? ”

"Mr. Lu has already left Jinhai City by plane last night," the chef said here, but he was puzzled, "He is going to Europe for a trip, and he will be back in two days, doesn't my wife know?" Mr. Lu said he told you—"

"Did he tell me?" Tang Xiaoqing was stunned again.

But then she remembered it again.

Lu Chengze told himself that he was going home to deal with some affairs, and he would rush back the day after tomorrow at the latest......

But isn't this an impromptu show to win a mobile phone?

It's true!

Then he also said that he should have left Jinhai City a long time ago because he decided to stay - is it also true?

He also said that when he came back from Europe, he would go through the divorce procedures with himself as Lu Chenghei - is it also true?

So, what he said at the time, since he was six years old, he liked himself, can't it be true?

He said that even if he had all his faults and shortcomings, he felt that he was the most cute...... Is it true?

Tang Xiaoqing fell into an inexplicable apprehension, inexplicable excitement, and inexplicable happiness...... 's complex emotions, completely ignoring the chef and Xu Wenjing in front of him.

"Sister Tang, Sister Tang, are you okay?"

When Xu Wenjing gently pushed her, Tang Xiaoqing returned to the world in front of her from her chaotic thoughts.

Xu Wenjing has already sent the chef of the lakeside villa away.

"It's fine." Tang Xiaoqing took a deep breath and calmed her thoughts, then pulled Xu Wenjing to sit down at the dining table, "Whatever, as long as he is willing to give it, we are willing to eat!" ”

"Hmm." Xu Wenjing smiled and nodded.

Enjoying this hearty and delicious breakfast, Tang Xiaoqing fell even deeper.

……

……

In the past two days, Lu Chengze has disappeared completely, no phone, no WeChat, and of course, no appearance.

used to be pestered by him every day, Tang Xiaoqing didn't feel anything, anyway, he was sometimes like a dog skin plaster, and he would stick to her at any time.

Now that there is no news of him, Tang Xiaoqing can't adapt to it.

My heart has been empty.

Even if she painted in Painted Heaven, it didn't arouse her interest.

Even if I listen to Park Dong's lectures, I can't lift my spirits.

She doesn't have many serious paintings, but she does a lot of graffiti.

Next to discarded sketches, in the margins of notes, or even on tissues in the dining room...... With a few strokes, a sketch of Lu Chengze appeared, lifelike and expressive!

"Hmph, when did you become familiar with the body features and laughter of the big liar!" Tang Xiaoqing thought hatefully.

In the class where Park Dong trains new illustrators, everyone draws the same male model.

Tang Xiaoqing's male model is the most handsome, because she painted the male model with Lu Chengze's style.

During the intermission, the male model saw Tang Xiaoqing's "self" and couldn't help but excitedly say: "Haha, I'm so handsome!" Miss Tang, you painted it so well, this is my favorite portrait, can you give it to me after you finish painting......

Hearing this startled sound, Fang Kite and the two girls came and gathered around.

"Not at all!" Fang Kite pouted.

"Everyone is a professional illustrator, how can you still use 'like' or 'dislike' as the evaluation criterion when creating!" After listening to Fang Kite's words, Park Dong frowned, and said as he walked over, "A good work captures 'God', and pursues secondary creation, not just 'likeness'.

Park Dong has always admired Tang Xiaoqing's spirituality, and he is very afraid that Fang Yuan's "academics" will discourage Tang Xiaoqing's creative enthusiasm, so he always defends her between words.

This is also the protection of Tang Xiaoqing, a "wild school" illustrator.

However, when Park Dong saw Tang Xiaoqing's painting, he couldn't say any more.

Tang Xiaoqing is not like that model, but it is also in the category of "like".

It's too much like Lu Chengze.

Park Dong was also too impressed by Lu Chengze, so he naturally recognized it at a glance.

Looking at Pu Dong, who was on crutches, Tang Xiaoqing looked apologetic.

Not to mention that Park Dong's injury also has a little relationship with Lu Chengze, he rushed to Park Dong regardless of the fact that his leg injury had not completely healed, so he gave them this batch of new illustrator training with crutches, and it was disrespectful to think crankily in his class.

"Teacher Park, yes, I'm sorry-" Tang Xiaoqing lowered her head like a schoolboy who had done something wrong.

Staring at the drawing board, the portrait that looked like Lu Chengze, Park Dong's expression was a little complicated.

"Well, it's a good drawing," Park Dong paused and then said, "I'll be more attentive when I paint in the future!" ”

Park Dong's strange attitude and this strange comment that was somewhat self-reproachful and contradictory made Fang Yuan and the others more curious, and they couldn't help but have a lot of speculation in private.