Today is still out of the scene, Mencius is wearing a sunscreen hat and hiding far away, especially helplessly watching An Ku and An Nai master and apprentice quarrel.

You say it's a master and apprentice, not only are there not much age difference between the two, but Annai even dared to quarrel with An Ku, saying that it was not a master and apprentice, and Annai shouted another teacher.

Recently, I have been taking portraits, both the shooting technique and the shooting style are Anku's best, Mencius has been studying with the studio for so long, and gradually saw that Anku is used to staying in his comfort zone.

He doesn't pursue new tricks, he only improves himself once in a while, but for so long, he has never broken new ground.

Mencius suddenly felt that he was very conflicted.

When she was not formally exposed to professional photography, her favorite was Anku's unique shooting style, but after learning from Anku, she actually thought that Anku could break through her own style.

His photographs are endowed with emotion.

Few photos can touch people's hearts.

Cool on it.

He is dedicated, serious, and treats every photo taken as if it were his own son.

This is what Mencius admired.

"See what?" Song Yunshen didn't know when he was already standing behind her, holding a bottle of water in his hand, and naturally handed it to Mencius, "Their daily relationship is like this, you should not be surprised if you have been here for so long." ”

"No, I'm just wondering if I'm going to be a teacher." Meng Zijin originally just talked casually, but after speaking, she felt that this would not make people think that she was very proud, so she diverted the topic, "You just said that Annai has been following him for a long time, but why is Annai still like a photographer?" ”

"One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer." Song Yunshen leaned against the trunk of the tree behind him, one leg bent slightly, and his eyes lingered on Mencius.

Mencius seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand.

After a while, she turned her head and asked him, "Shouldn't you be at work at this point on a working day today?" ”

"Come and see you." Song Yun's deep eyes were faintly shining, obviously he listened to what Mencius had just said, so he raised his chin slightly, "Try it, turn photography into your own thing, you don't have to rely on anyone, you are Mencius, a unique goddess of roses, and you will bear the so-called unbearable consequences to me." ”

Meng Zijin looked at him in surprise, licked his lips, and laughed, "Why are you talking so strangely today?" ”

"I'll fly to England for a business trip in the afternoon, at least three days, at most more than a week, and I have to leave some nice words to make you think about me all the time, isn't it?" The corners of Song Yunshen's mouth were hooked, and he lazily leaned against the thick trunk of the tree, looking directly at Mencius.

It's this swirl-like look again.

Meng Zijin turned his head in a panic, pinched the hem of his clothes with his fingertips, took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Song, you look like a hooligan. ”

Song Yunshen didn't answer her.

She said yes, yes.

He only played tricks on her.

"Overbearing." Mencius opened his mouth faintly and held back these two words.

Song Yunshen snorted lightly after hearing this, "If you don't possess you, you will be called domineering, if you don't ...... it one day"

"Don't even think about it." Mencius intercepted what he was about to say in time, "They called me, I'll go first." ”

An Nai, who was about to open his mouth to shout Mencius, laughed and sighed at the tacit understanding between himself and Mencius.

Then she turned her head, and she knew that she wanted to call her.

"Mencius, think about what I said." The corners of Song Yunshen's mouth hooked a good-looking arc, and the aura of the early morning disappeared after seeing her.

An Nai grabbed Mencius's arm, raised his eyebrows and said, "Mr. Song is so sticky to you?" ”

Mencius was dumbfounded and coughed lightly, "He's idle." ”

Annai smiled and didn't poke her.

Song Yunshen has been gone for a week, and after Mencius lost him, his three meals were in danger, and he relied on takeout every day to survive, occasionally cooking some small porridge and side dishes, but he couldn't eat the taste of happiness.

She admitted that she really missed Song Yunshen.

The words he said before parting, she thought seriously for a long time under his urging.

All the problems she was concerned about were trivial in his opinion.

In other words, he believed more that Mencius could succeed.

Mencius had not been encouraged for a long time, but now he was suddenly full of passion, and the idea of wanting to put aside everything and do it boldly was like that spring water, surging.

Today's weather is not good, it is rainy and rainy, and the originally scheduled location shooting has been temporarily canceled, and An Ku is very open-minded to give Mencius a holiday.

But it was raining, and she couldn't walk, so she stayed in the studio for a while.

Annai was physically and mentally exhausted, as if she had received a great injury, she walked over, put her arm on Meng Zijin's shoulder, and leaned half of her strength towards her, "The teacher is biased and won't let me rest." ”

A ball of paper was thrown from not far away, and An Ku clearly heard Annai's complaint, and he shouted, "When are you going to finish the homework given to you and when are you going to rest." ”

Annai let out a long breath and continued to whisper, "Look, he deserves to be almost thirty years old and hasn't been in love yet." ”

Mencius was amused by this sentence, "How do you know that he hasn't talked about it?" ”

Annai suddenly became energetic when he talked about this, and stroked his hair, "High school, college, we both have the same school, although we are two years younger than him, but I know the news about his lace, and there are rumors that he likes men when he is in college." ”

"Annai!" At this time, An Ku was killing violently, "Are you deaf to me!" ”

"Poof-" Mencius couldn't help but laugh out loud.

After laughing, Mencius sat at his workstation for a while, then took the umbrella and prepared to go back to the apartment. Standing in front of the studio, she looked up at the foggy sky, and her legs never took a step.

She suddenly remembered Song Yunshen.

She was never involved in his past, not even heard of.

Song Yunshen never forgot it, and she deserved it.

After a long time, she opened the umbrella and went out, and suddenly stepped on a puddle of deep water, and the whole shoe on her right foot was wet.

She didn't care, and quickened her pace.

When I got back to the apartment, I was almost soaking wet.

Today, I was wearing a white shirt, and the raindrops fell on the shirt and melted, exposing the color of the skin inside. She changed her shoes, and before she could look up, a pair of legs appeared silently.

With a sigh in her heart, she guessed that it was Song Yunshen who came back.

Swallowing her saliva, she covered her chest when she looked up, and pretended to be calm: "When did you come back?" ”

"Morning." His voice was a little tired, as if he hadn't woken up, "Forgot to take something?" It's raining so hard, why do you come back now? ”

Meng Zijin smiled, "I was going to go out on location, but the rain was too heavy and it was canceled, and An Ku gave me a holiday and came back." ”

"Take a shower and change your clothes." He looked away and went straight to the living room to make tea.

Mencius sniffed, his expression a little embarrassed.

He must have seen it.

After Mencius entered the bathroom, he looked at his wet appearance in the mirror now, and his cheeks couldn't help but redden.

It's a bit thorough.

After taking a shower, Mencius dried his hair before returning to the living room.

Song Yunshen didn't go back to his room to continue to make up the payment, he just sat there, brewing the pot of tea repeatedly.

Hearing the movement behind him, he paused his hand slightly, and said directly: "Come over and have a cup of tea to warm up." ”

Meng Zijin changed into long pajamas, but she still couldn't cover the white-eyed collarbone, she coughed weakly, walked over slowly, and casually found a topic, "Have the company's affairs been resolved?" ”

"Well, that's it." Song Yunshen handed her a teacup, saw her restrained appearance, and said with a smile, "Why, I haven't seen you for eight days, and you're unfamiliar with me?" ”

Mencius immediately denied it, "How can there be." ”

"Your father knows that I am on a business trip in England, and he specially asked me to stay with you for a few days." His voice was very light, but the hint of banter in his eyes was very deep, "Your grandfather should have been next to him during the call, it is estimated that your grandfather instructed him to make this call." ”

Meng Zijin's expression was not very good-looking, "Why is it that my grandfather is also like a child." ”

Speaking of this, Mencius planned to trace the origin, "Has the old man received the favor of your family?" His discrimination against businessmen is not ordinarily serious, but he is different from you, and he even hopes that I will marry you one day. ”

Although Meng Zijin was afraid of Old Man Meng, he also made his thoughts clear.

Hearing this, Song Yunshen's eyes sank, but he didn't avoid talking about it, "Your grandfather accepted a female student when he was middle-aged, probably because of fate, and their master-apprentice relationship was only a year and a half. ”

"Who?" Mencius had water stains on his lips, raised the back of his hand and wiped it gently, raising his eyebrows.

Growing up, she had never heard of her grandfather taking in students.

Song Yunshen lowered his eyebrows, his eyes were fixed in the teacup in his hand, his hand trembled slightly, the tea overflowed a little, and after a while, he said in a slightly deep voice: "Fang Ting." ”

Before Meng Zijin could express his doubts, he raised his head in the gap, and his expression was mixed with a hint of sadness, "Her name is Chen Fangting, born in Yingcheng and buried in Qizhou. ”

Mencius looked at him steadily, his fingers tightened. Maybe it's because of the emotional exaggeration, she can't bear it.

I could even hear the sound of heavy rain outside, lapping on the trellises on the balcony, and the flowers that had not yet bloomed in the pots were crushed and the shoots were broken.

She heard Song Yunshen spit out four words in a low voice, "She is my mother." ”

Chen Fangting, his mother, and her grandfather, had a master-apprentice relationship.

Therefore, Old Man Meng will be very merciful to him, who is the founder of the Fenting Garden.

Mencius choked slightly, pinched his palms, and quickly finished the tea in his hand with apologies in his eyes. This tea spreads in the heart, but the faint bitterness flows in the bottom of the heart.

She couldn't imagine that the Meng family and Song Yunshen had such a relationship, and she couldn't imagine how deep Song Yunshen's love for his mother was.

The name of the company was named after the mother.

His mother must be a mother who deserves to be loved.

Meng Zijin put down the cup, walked very slowly, and stood beside Song Yunshen, she sat down gently, and asked tentatively, "Can I hug you?" ”

She felt sorry for him.

It's very distressing.

Song Yunshen turned his gaze, and the red blood in his eyes was visible to the naked eye.

But the star in his eyes was gone.

Meng Zijin suddenly didn't want to go through his permission, so one hand passed through his arm, the other hand wrapped around his broad shoulder, gently patted him on the back, and coaxed him in a low voice, "If you don't want to mention it, we won't mention it, but Song Yunshen, your mother must be a very gentle mother, otherwise, how could it become a star hidden in your eyes." ”