Night.

A well-dressed young woman came out of the elevator, this restaurant was a frequent visit, and she loved the food and the environment.

I was about to talk to the waiter about making a reservation, but I heard the other party say apologetically, "We were booked by guests tonight, and it is not open to the public, sorry ma'am." ”

Cheng Xizhi didn't care, turned around and was about to leave, but when he stepped into the elevator, he saw a family coming out of the elevator diagonally opposite.

Shen Weisu led a little boy, Zhou Yan held a little girl in his arms, and the family of four walked to the restaurant.

That little boy is the same as Zhou Yanhuai, and he knows that it is his son when he sees it.

Their figures were too intimate, and Cheng Xizhi subconsciously pressed the elevator door that was about to close.

Not far away, Shen Weisu suddenly said, "Oh no, my phone seems to have been forgotten in the studio." ”

Zhou Yanhuai took out a mobile phone from his pocket and gave it to her, "Lose it." ”

Shen Weisu immediately smiled and held him, "It's good to have you." ”

"Next time, I will leave you alone, let you go back and run by yourself in the middle of the night, and you will have a memory."

"Cut, you didn't go back and get it for me every time."

The man said that he was dissatisfied, but his eyes were tender.

The little girl was in front, holding something to eat in her hand, and after half eating, she suddenly returned and walked to her parents, first gave Shen Weisu a bite, and then raised her hand to Zhou Yanhuai with her feet, "Dad, give it to you!" ”

Zhou Yanhuai smiled, leaned over in front of his daughter, opened his mouth to eat, and stroked his daughter's hair, "Thank you, my aunt." ”

When Cheng Xizhi saw that scene, he suddenly felt a strong shock.

She has known Zhou Yanhuai for so many years, she has never seen this person have such a soft and tolerant expression, and she has never seen Zhou Yanhuai eat what others have eaten.

But he was clearly accustomed to it, and he ate what both mother and daughter had eaten without blinking.

Cheng Xizhi's heart swelled with astringency, and she raised her hand to close the elevator door.

A friend called and asked where she was, but she was not in the mood to go shopping again, so she drove back to Cheng's house.

When she got home, she was very depressed, went back to the bedroom and sat down for a while, and opened the drawer of the dresser, which contained a lot of bits and pieces.

Handkerchief, tie clip, a pen.

They are all the items she has collected over the years, and Zhou Yanhuai is around.

She kept it carefully, and she might not even remember Zhou Yanhuai seeing it.

But she clearly remembered that every time she met him, she knew everything he was wearing, what color of clothes he preferred to wear, what style of shoes he prefers to wear, how many watches he has, what he likes to eat, and what little habits he has.

She had made him a target since she was young, and she may have blurred all other emotions, leaving only that unquenchable attachment.

If she can't get it, is there any other point in her life?

She couldn't think of it, and she felt that she couldn't accept failure in this matter.

Throwing away her coat, she went downstairs and went to the basement.

Locking the door, she sat down at the drawing board, adjusted the paint, and picked up the pen to continue painting on the painting in front of her, which was about to be completed.

This time, the woman in the painting has a clear face, facial features, body, and every inch of skin is presented in great detail on the canvas.

She was engaged in the painting, and as she watched the effect present, the corners of her mouth gradually provoked a satisfied smile.

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Winter is coming to an end in a blink of an eye, and spring is gradually recovering.

It rained early in the morning, and a car drove out of City A to the field.

The car stopped in the early afternoon, and when it reached a gallery, people got out of the car, wrapped in a painting tube, and hurriedly got out of the car and walked through the back door.

The shopkeeper opened the painting, and several people immediately gathered around, and after everyone looked at it, they asked in amazement, "This is really Jiang Ao's real handiwork...... Where did you get that? ”

"Private collection. If it weren't for the problem with the funds for the business, I wouldn't have taken it out and sold it, keeping it secret for me. ”

The shopkeeper was still not at ease, and there was a bit of a turmoil about the authenticity of Jiang Ao's paintings before, so he asked a few staff members to look at them more carefully.

As the crowd was turning up the light to look at it, they suddenly noticed that the painting had changed dramatically, and exclaimed, "What's going on?" ”

Cheng Xizhi's eyes widened and he rushed over, and saw that the colors on the painting were fading rapidly, all the lines were blurred and faded, and within a few minutes, the painting had already turned into a cloud of blurred color blocks, and the original pattern could no longer be seen.

"What are you kidding, are you playing with us with this thing?"

Cheng Xizhi touched the ruined oil painting, and said with some anger, "Who did it on the dye!" ”

The shopkeeper said sensitively, "Where did this painting come from?" You can't be the one who faked it and asked someone to draw it! ”

Cheng Xizhi glared at the other party, rolled up the painting randomly, turned his head and ran out of the gallery.

Driving back to Cheng's house in one breath, it was already late, she rushed into the house and scolded the maid at home, "Who has entered my room in the basement!" Who has touched my stuff! Come out! ”

The maids in the house were scared enough, they had never seen her lose her temper so much, Aunt Xin was the one who took care of her the longest, and came out to persuade, "Miss, calm down, has something been broken?" ”

When Cheng Xizhi saw Aunt Xin, he pulled her arm excitedly, "You say!" Didn't you do it! I know best what I used to, and you peeked at the password of the basement door! Whoever commanded you, you say! ”

Aunt Xin was scared to death, and stammered anxiously, "I didn't!" Miss, what are you talking about, what is going on, how can you doubt me! ”

Cheng Xizhi was about to continue to ask, but a heavy voice came from the door, "Don't be embarrassed, auntie, I did it." ”

Cheng Xizhi turned his head in disbelief and looked at Cheng Yi who walked in from the door.

Cheng Yi's usually smiling face was filled with a chill of disappointment at the moment.

He stopped not far away and looked at Cheng Xizhi with indifferent eyes, "I added something to your paint, and it will melt when it encounters a stronger light." ”

"How did you get into my basement?" Cheng Xizhi's eyes were also cold, "It's a cover for you to move away, isn't it?" ”

She quickly swept around the house, "You press the camera to spy on me, don't you?" You deliberately moved away to let my guard down, and then you saw the password on my basement door through the camera, and you came back and did something to my stuff while I wasn't home? ”

Cheng Yi nodded and admitted, "That's right-I really don't want to see this, sister, I used to really treat you as my relative, but now I find that not only is the blood relationship fake, but the feelings are also fake, everything you show in front of outsiders is fake." You're really scary. ”

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