At midnight, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and a deafening thunderclap rang out.

Huang Renxuan was awakened by the thunder, she raised her head from Ouyang Huan's strong chest, his body was close to her, she saw Ouyang Huan sleeping deeply, so she gently pulled away his hand holding her.

Huang Renxuan sat sideways on the edge of the bed, and after reconfirming that he had slept very deeply, she got out of bed and tiptoed out of the bedroom barefoot.

The living room was dark, she didn't turn on the lights, opened the curtains, and looked at the night of Lisbon in the rainy night.

In the early summer of the Mediterranean climate in June, the first rain was always late but unbridled and unbridled, the rain gradually washed the thick inky sky, and the sound of the rain slowly penetrated into her hazy heart, but it was difficult to dilute her thoughts.

In 2013, there was a horrific serial rape of girls in Linnan City, 13 young girls were murdered by perverted murderers, of which 12 girls were raped and killed, and the methods were extremely cruel, but only one girl escaped after being sexually assaulted.

The girl who almost escaped death was Huang Renxuan.

Huang Renxuan couldn't help but recall that Duan Qingwei said that he wanted to protect himself, but instead of fulfilling his promise, she also suffered a catastrophe in her life because of his mistakes. Now he has become a criminal policeman to protect others, and in Huang Renxuan's view, all this is a sarcasm for himself.

At this moment, an idea suddenly came to her heart.

Huang Renxuan didn't notice Ouyang Huan standing at the door of the bedroom looking at her at this time. Her back was mottled in the night, and Ouyang Huan's tall figure seemed to be hiding in a shadowy dark night forest, making the surrounding aura cold and compelling.

"I'm not going to let anyone else have you." Ouyang Huan looked at Huang Renxuan's back and said secretly.

The next morning, the weather was fine in Lisbon.

When the morning sun crossed the horizon and the morning sun shone in through the gaps in the curtains, Huang Renxuan opened her eyes and looked blankly left and right for a while before her thoughts eased up. She turned over and looked at her phone for a while, and the slight movement woke up the sleeping person next to her, and yawned, "Woke up so early?" Will you no longer sleep? Ouyang Huan's voice was still lazy and hoarse.

"I'll tell you one thing, I'm going back home."

This sentence made Ouyang Huan sober up instantly.

He looked at her in amazement, his heart was filled with strong insecurity, and he asked with some chagrin, "Why do you suddenly want to go back to China?" That thing...... Did you really let go? Could it be because of someone? ”

Huang Renxuan was a little surprised. The probe looked at Ouyang Huan's face, and said calmly: "Since I went abroad at the age of 18, I haven't returned to China for seven years, and over the years, only my father has occasionally come to Lisbon to see me." It's not because of someone else that I'm thinking about going back to China, but what are you worried about? ”

She's not talking.

Ouyang Huan crouched beside her and whispered: "Your parents have been divorced for so many years, and they have formed a new family with each other, if you return to China, do you think of living with anyone?" If you go back in such a hurry, it will make them embarrassed, you might as well stay in Lisbon with me, I will take good care of you......"

"I have decided to return to China, and no one can stop me, just as I resolutely left that sad place, and no one can stop me."

Ouyang Huan suddenly felt that Huang Renxuan beside him was like a kite with a broken string, no matter how hard he tried to hold it, he couldn't keep it. His hand, which was still on her shoulder, finally slipped down silently.

His eyes showed a sad look, and he looked at her in frustration, "Then you have returned to China, but what about me?" What am I in your heart? You can't bear to leave me here alone......"

Huang Renxuan smiled lightly, touched Ouyang Huan's hair like a child, and said indifferently: "After I return to China, it's not that I won't go back to Lisbon." The apartment I live in now was also bought for me by my father, and it was easy to come back, and I didn't leave you, so what could make you sad. ”

"Ren Xuan...... Let's get married! ”

Huang Renxuan was shocked by Ouyang Huan's words, and a wry smile appeared on her lips that she didn't notice, she subconsciously avoided and turned her head, silent.

After a while, she said in a slow voice, "This is too sudden...... I haven't thought about getting married, sorry......"

"Do you have any other options than me?" Ouyang Huan held back his anger, and there was an irrepressible sense of pain in his eyes.

Huang Renxuan looked at him with eyes as if she wanted to see through herself, that kind of look made her a little frightened and stunned, she didn't dare to face him, and she didn't respond to him.

Ouyang Huan held her face with both hands, and said to her with a worried expression and a tone of resignation: "I don't worry about you going back alone." Now either you marry me, or you agree that I will return to China with you, or you will not try to stop me. ”

"If you go back to China with me, what will happen to your job?"

"In Lisbon, my brother is in charge of the family business, and I am an assistant at best. When I return to China, it won't be in the way, and the only person I can rely on financially is my father...... But don't worry, it's absolutely no problem to raise you, whoever made my heart have been taken away by you, you are responsible for me. ”

"Young Master Ouyang...... You're such a bad kid! ”

Huang Renxuan couldn't resist Ouyang Huan, and nodded helplessly and promised to return to China with him.

Ouyang Huan looked at the clock on the bedside table, got up and dressed, kissed her on the cheek, and said, "Be good, listen to me." Now I'm going to work. ”

Huang Renxuan urgently stopped him, Ouyang Huan kissed her directly, trying to seal what she was going to say next, afraid that this little girl would regret it, and then said, "After work, I will pick you up and go to Palacio Chiado Restaurant for dinner."

She watched Ouyang Huan leave helplessly, and suddenly felt a little sluggish.

She recalled what Ouyang Huan had just said to herself, and she remembered that she had deliberately told Duan Qingwei that because she was in love with him, she had attracted the jealousy of other girls. Duan Qingwei just gently held her face and kissed her, looked at her with those deep and bright eyes like zircon, and said gently: "Then there is no way, who made me belong only to you." ”

Huang Renxuan tied her hair into a ball head today, wore an irregular black shirt by Yohji Yamamoto, a white A-line skirt and UMA WANG ballet shoes, and carried Ysl on her back

Iki black stray bag, a fashionable, simple and atmospheric. With her hands in the pockets of her skirt, she walked leisurely along the bustling streets of Lisbon's old town.

The city of Lisbon is built around the mountains and the sea, with the oldest tram in Europe. These trams can be found all over the city, passing by ornate churches and towering castle buildings. The clanging sound of the tram is set off against the century-old retro buildings on the street, as if it is an illusion of medieval Europe.

Along the way, she passed a variety of dazzling handicraft shops, and finally came to a century-old second-hand painting shop, which was decorated in a traditional European wooden retro style, and only three portrait oil paintings were displayed in the dusty window.

As she pushed the door open and entered, there was a clanging sound above the door.

The shop was dimly lit, and the odd-shaped chandelier on the ceiling looked old. Baroque-style display cabinets, walls covered with all kinds of oil paintings, rotating bookshelves to store a lot of painting materials and paper, antique LV suitcases in the corner, and an old gramophone, every corner of the painting shop has a strong sense of medieval atmosphere.

"Beautiful girl, are you having a good day?" A gentle voice sounded in Huang Renxuan's ears.

An old man with gold eyes, silver hair and beard stood in front of Huang Renxuan, Huang Renxuan saw the owner of the painting shop, she nodded politely and smiled, "Hello." ”

"The last time you published an article in Lonely Planet, you also featured my art shop, and I really appreciate your recommendation." The owner of the painting shop looked at Huang Renxuan amiably.

"You're welcome, it's my pleasure. This art shop was left by your grandfather, and the more historical the place, the more people should know its charm. With that, she went to the shop to pick up the paintings.

She saw a portrait of a young girl in the corner of the display case in the corner. She looked at the oil painting in front of her, and she noticed that the girl's eyebrows on the portrait were somewhat similar to herself.

When the owner of the shop saw Huang Renxuan stop in front of the painting, he walked up to her and told her the story of the painting: "This painting was given to me by a young man not long ago, and he said that the girl in this painting was his regret, and he came to Lisbon to travel to fulfill the promise he made with the girl when he was young. The young man had a glimmer of anticipation, wondering if one day, the girl would come here to see the painting. ”

There seems to be a strange feeling touching Huang Renxuan.

"Sir, can you sell me this painting at a price?" To tell you the truth, I once liked a boy who told me that he liked the city of Lisbon, and then we separated, and I came to Lisbon to study, and seven years have passed......"

The owner of the painting shop looked at the painting, and then took a closer look at Huang Renxuan.

After a while, the mysterious green eyes of the owner of the painting shop looked directly at Huang Renxuan in a daze, smiled at her and said, "Since this painting is liked by you, this is also a kind of fate, this painting will be given to you, I will not take your money." ”

Huang Renxuan happily accepted the gift from the owner of the painting shop.

She took the packaged paintings, said goodbye to the shop owner, and was about to push the door and walk out, when the shop owner suddenly stopped her, "Good luck, beautiful girl." ”

Under the dim lighting of the shop, she looked around at the century-old painting shop with a sense of medieval history, and then looked at the intriguing smile on the face of the owner of the painting shop, and she suddenly had an unusual feeling, as if she was in a mysterious magical world, and the owner of the painting shop was a wizard in the magical world.