For a few days, Xiang Wan could see Ah Chen driving Zuo Xingyun's car to pick up and drop off Yu Shuqi, and occasionally when Yu Shu Qi's pace was not so hurried, the two could still chat a few words.

Yu Shuqi always seems to be very busy.

Shi Nian'an has already gone back, he did not continue to live in Xiang's house, and when he returned home in the evening, it was deserted, and all his free time was spent in the newly renovated studio.

She no longer visits her mother in the hospital, because every time she goes with hope and disappointment, she almost forgets how alive she is.

On weekend afternoons, Xiang Wan was alone in the studio painting with headphones on.

The windows in this room are large, allowing most of the sunlight to shine in, and a layer of golden streamers is spread on the floor.

Outside the window is a tall landscape tree, which has been erected in the courtyard for many years, and passing birds occasionally stop on it, chirping non-stop.

Tired of painting, she planned to go downstairs for a walk, but when she turned around, she found that Zuo Xingyun was standing leaning against the door frame, I don't know how long.

Regarding the matter of turning his room into a studio, Xiang Wan was a little weak: "This room ...... I figured you wouldn't need it anyway......"

"Uncle Yuan told me." Zuo Xingyun didn't mean to be angry: "The weather is good today, go downstairs and sit?" ”

The two went to the rose stand in the courtyard together, and Xiang Wan held a ceramic teacup in his hand and gently tasted the flower tea.

The breeze gently brushed her swaying hair, crawling comfortably in her arms every year, the tranquility of light and shadow, a picture of the quiet years.

Capturing this scene, the corners of Zuo Xingyun's lips rose slightly, as if he had experienced the warmth he had not seen for a long time.

After a while, Zuo Xingyun took out a magazine and put it in front of her, motioning her to read it.

Xiang Wan's eyes fall on the cover, on which is a supermodel with an oriental face, confidently showing off the latest fashion trends for this winter.

She stretched out her hand and flipped through a few pages, and suddenly saw Yu Shuqi, in the magazine, Yu Shuqi behaved confidently and generously, and her already good foundation made her no less inferior than other supermodels who are used to the camera.

She saw the light in Yu Shuqi's eyes.

Zuo Xingyun said casually: "This Yu Shuqi, her family used to be in good condition, her father was infected with gambling, and the family lost all his money, and he owed a lot of foreign debts. She has been trying to make money in order to pay off her debts, the last time I saw a customer in the bar, the customer thought she had a good foundation, so I signed her, and now it seems that it is indeed not bad, she learns to dance, and her temperament is not said, and she also has talent in this area. ”

Xiang Wan was shocked to realize that he was completely wrong: "I thought it was ...... I'm about to have a little sister-in-law. ”

Zuo Xingyun: "......"

Seeing that his face was the same as the day in June, he said that he would change, and Xiang Wan's heart was so weak that he coughed: "That...... What are you doing today? ”

"Let's see what the hell you're smoking and tearing my room up."

Zuo Xingyun was not angry, picked up the teacup and took a sip, but felt that it was not to the taste, and put it back in its place.

Xiang Wan plucked up his courage: "I'm not crazy, I just think you won't come back to live anyway, your room has good lighting, and I use it as a studio is the most suitable." You can't occupy a room and not use it, and it hinders the growth of the flowers of my motherland......"

"Who says I'm not coming back?"

Looking at each other, Zuo Xingyun's eyes seem to hide a sea of stars, with a depth that cannot be explored one by one, and it is so bright that people can't look away.