Chapter 277: Gray Shirt

After Shang Wu was busy with the interview, time suddenly became free, and once a woman was free, there was a very terrible thing, and she began to think wildly.

In fact, her thoughts are reasonable, Lu Yiyou has been in the United States for two or three days, and he has not called her, she called because of Cai Lisha's matter, but it was his assistant in the United States who answered her, and also told her that Mr. Lu has been very busy recently.

Shang Wu's heart suddenly fell empty, even if he was busy before, he would not be like this.

Suddenly, she didn't hear Lu Yiyou's voice for two or three days, Shang Wu couldn't get used to it, and she even asked his assistant about Lu Yiyou's flight back.

Shang Wu was alone in the master bedroom of the Thorn Garden, stomping back and forth, all he could think about was Lu Yiyou's tall and prosperous back.

His posture and posture, the way he walked, the curvature of his laughter.

A full mind.

"Young grandma, let's go downstairs to eat!"

Aunt Zhang's kind voice interrupted Shang Wu's imagination, she raised her wrist to look at the time, and before she knew it, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon.

She smiled a little frustratedly, and then went downstairs in a low voice.

Today, Aunt Zhang arranged a table full of meals, and Shang Wu was dazzled to see it.

Shang Wu sat at the dining table and raised her eyebrows and asked curiously, "Aunt Zhang, what day is it today, and how do you cook so many dishes?" ”

Aunt Zhang smiled, and after thinking for a while, she still recruited from the truth, "This, it was ordered by the young master yesterday, saying that I would cook more delicious food for you." ”

Shang Wu's heart warmed, and then it cooled again, since she cared about her so much, why didn't she give her a call?

She looked at the table full of dishes, and the taste in her heart was indescribable.

But after a long time, she smiled secretly, and the smile was a little bright and a little clear.

Shang Wu picked up the dishes and chopsticks, and his appetite was a little better tonight.

When Aunt Zhang was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, she saw Shang Wu's back walking over there, and couldn't help shouting, "Young grandma." ”

A soft voice, a little worried.

Shang Wu turned around, looked at Aunt Zhang, and asked, "Aunt Zhang, do you want me to clean up together?" ”

Aunt Zhang shook her head shyly, "Of course I don't need Grandma, this is my job, how can I let you do it." ”

She paused, looked at the studio, and said, "Young grandma, Aunt Zhang hopes that you can put down the past, after all, ...... The present days are not as painful as in the past, people, only by letting go of the burden can we go more freely. ”

People, only by letting go of the burden can you go more freely, in fact, Shang Wu knew this sentence a long time ago, and she is also a person who knows how to let go of the burden.

She could also understand Aunt Zhang's worries, Aunt Zhang must have seen those things in the studio.

The corners of Shang Wu's mouth raised a bitter and imperceptible far-fetched smile, "Aunt Zhang, I understand everything you said, but recently, I dreamed of my mother, and then I may be a little emotional, don't worry." ”

Hearing Shang Wu say this, Aunt Zhang's heart was also relieved, the young master was not here for the past two days, she was afraid that the young grandmother would have something in her heart and didn't know who to tell her.

"That's good, that's good."

Aunt Zhang smiled and continued, "Go ahead, go ahead, I'll clean up here." ”

Shang Wu nodded and hurriedly went to the studio, it seems that Aunt Zhang just came to the studio to take a look, and did not move anything, the studio is still the same as when Shang Wu left.

It looks a little messy, but the painting on the easel does look so neat, and even the smile of the person on the painting is very clear.

Shang Wu sat in the middle of the afterglow of the setting sun, quietly looking at the portrait illuminated by the light, as if it had been plated with a layer of golden light, so soft.

She looked out the window at the garden, where the flowers and plants were quiet, and a hint of fragrance wafted in through the window.

Shang Wu's gaze drifted faintly on the easel, and her eyes were a little proud.

"Mom, you know, I went to an interview yesterday, I might be coming back, I want to paint, I want to paint you more beautifully."

"Lu Ziyu gets along very well with the grandfather of the Lu family, last time he said to pick him up, he said that he still wanted to accompany Grandpa Lu, Lu Ziyu is sensible, he probably knows that Grandpa Lu is old, and the days of accompanying his old man are numbered, it's good."

"I'm pregnant now, Mom, do you guess it's a boy or a girl? Would you rather be a boy or a girl? Let's have another girl, when I was a child, I always wished I had a brother above, do you remember that I was stupid to tell you before, Mom, you give me a brother, haha, it was so stupid at that time. ”

She smiled and smiled, and there were tears in her eyes.

The face on the easel is actually not clear, and after one or two decades, Lan Muxian's memory has been a little blurry.

She still stopped at the thirty years old when the charm still existed, "Mom, I really envy you, you will always be thirty years old, and I, next year and the year after, may gradually grow old." ”

She looked up, and there was a fog in her eyes.

Night.

Shang Wu had another nightmare, on the cliff in the dream, Lan Muxian came back, but he was holding a girl that Shang Wu didn't know.

Shang Wu desperately shouted for her mother behind her back, but Lan Muxian was unmoved, just quietly smiling at the girl she was holding in her hand

Her heart felt as if she had missed a beat.

"Ahh

Shang Wu exclaimed, and woke up from the dream in surprise, the strange dreams that have been haunting her have been haunting her recently, and she feels that the quality of her sleep during pregnancy is not as good as before.

Shang Wu, who was sweating profusely and woke up, lay quietly on the bed, she glanced at the time, Lu Yiyou's flight arrived in City A at about three or four o'clock tomorrow afternoon, and she wanted to surprise him and pick him up.

In the early morning of the next day, Shang Wu was woken up by the sound of the phone, probably because he had been tossing and turning in bed for a long time after being awakened by a nightmare last night.

The call is with notes this time, Master Cary.

Shang Wu rubbed his eyes wistfully, and picked up the phone weakly, "Cary? ”

Cary's voice was very clear, and he said energetically, "Miss Shang, I'm outside your residence now, and I have a painting I want to give to you, can you come out for a while?" ”

Shang Wu was extraordinarily flattered, as if Master Cary was always letting himself feel this way.

She got up and cleaned up casually, and walked to the entrance of the Garden of Thorns.

At this point, Aunt Zhang happened to go to the vegetable market to purchase the freshest ingredients, and Shang Wu was left alone in the huge thorn garden.

At the entrance, the security guards were very wary to look at Cary who came with an oil painting.

Shang Wu stood at the entrance and saw that Cary was carrying an oil painting in her hand, and she stepped forward in surprise, "Cary? How do you know I live here? And did you come here so early in the morning just to give me this painting? ”

Cary's oil paintings have no faults to pick on, from the use of color to the brushstrokes, they belong to the kind of places that cannot be faulted.

As a painter, Shang Wu has no ability to resist a good work.

After she took the painting from the smiling Cary, she said a little embarrassed, "Cary, your Lilly came suddenly, and I didn't prepare anything, you see you're all at the door, come in and have a cup of tea before leaving." ”

The light in Cary's eyes flashed for a moment, and then nodded, "I gave you this oil painting to see that you also like to paint, and I didn't say what gift to exchange for it, it's very simple, as for a cup of tea, no problem." ”

CARY looks like more sunny and sunny, how hearty and hearty it is.

This early in the morning, Shang Wu's mood got better inexplicably.

In the hall of the Thorn Garden, after Shang Wu put the painting away, he placed CARY on the sofa and sat down, "Cary, don't be restrained, just sit on the sofa, I'll make tea for you." ”

For the matter of making tea, Shang Wu's cognition is still in Lu Yiyou's movements, she took out the tea set to simulate the action of landing a tour, and it took a lot of effort to make a pot of tea.

CARY smiled at Shang Wu, who came over with a cup of tea, and then took the initiative to get up and prepare to take a cup of tea from Shang Wu's hand.

The moment the tea was spilled came so quickly that Shang Wu couldn't figure out whether it was because he didn't serve it well, or because Cary didn't pick it up, in short, a large cup of tea was all poured on Cary's body.

"Yikes!"

Shang Wu exclaimed softly, looking at Cary's gray shirt full of tea, she felt guilty in her heart, and apologized again and again, "Cary is embarrassed, embarrassed!" ”

Cary listened calmly, and even smiled quietly.

In the end, he looked very distressed and asked, "What should I do, my clothes are all wet, and I have a meeting for an art exhibition later." ”

He shrugged his shoulders, his expression helpless.

Shang Wu tried to propose, "Do you want to take it off, I'll blow it on your hair dryer for you, right?" ”

Cary shook her head, "No, the meeting will start soon." ”

Shang Wu rolled his eyes, "Why don't I give you a piece of my boyfriend's clothes, can you make do with it?" ”

Cary pretended to be thoughtful, then nodded.

In the next few minutes, Shang Wu found a shirt from Lu Yiyou and handed it to Cary, and told him that he could go to the bathroom in the bedroom to change.

Shang Wu looked at the tea all over the floor, very helpless, the weather became colder, and the carpet was replaced at home, and she didn't know how to get rid of this stain.

After holding her mouth for a moment, CARY came out of the bedroom on the second floor, wearing Lu Yiyou's white shirt.

Shang Wu raised his eyebrows and looked over, sure enough, this white shirt was the best in Lu Yiyou.

The moment Cary raised her hand to straighten her cuffs, her mind was full of the gray shirt she had placed in the bathroom.