"The seven sufferings of life, birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment, love, parting, and unbelieving. The warlord knows that sooner or later he will lose it, but he is still reluctant to let go. And his strong, brave and kind lover is still optimistic under the shadow of death, cherishing every moment of the two together......"

"Target person's opinion +30, current opinion 80."

The favorability between the two instantly climbed to 80, and Shu Ange's low tone also became a little high-pitched.

"Senior Ju, do you believe in the past and present lives? The warlord once made a promise to live at his lover's grave. He promises that no matter where she is, he will find her, meet her, meet and fall in love. ”

"Believe."

Ju Yongzhen's words of belief made Shu Ange's heart swell with infinite sweetness.

The car stopped at the entrance of the community, and Shu Ange walked down from the car with his schoolbag on his back, attracting countless curious eyes.

She had just taken two steps when a whirlwind-like figure rushed over.

"Dead girl, you go home with me."

Song Hongxia saw her daughter get out of the luxury car with her own eyes, and then thought of the gossip she heard before, and her mouth trembled with anger.

She pulled Shu Ange's arm and walked towards the community with her head down.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Don't pull your hand too tightly, it hurts. ”

Song Hongxia's hand loosened, and when she looked up at Shu Ange, her eyes were red with two packets of tears.

"You still dare to ask me, do you know how ugly it is in the community now."

"Stop."

Seeing the scene outside, Ju Yongzhen frowned slightly, asked the driver to stop the car, opened the door and walked down.

He was wearing a school uniform and looked handsome, looking like a good student.

"Auntie, I'm Shi Xiaorou's friend, I invited her to my house after school, so I came back late, please forgive me."

Ju Yongzhen said such a long sentence for the first time, and after watching the lively people, after seeing his handsome appearance, the discussion became even more powerful.

"You're a friend of Xiaorou?"

Song Hongxia let go of her hand suspiciously, and her eyes turned a few times on Ju Yongzhen's school uniform.

If the two are friends, the rumor that their daughter is being adopted by a middle-aged man is nonsense.

And the young student in front of him is good-looking, polite, and not a bad boy at first glance.

"Mom, Senior Ju is a very good friend of mine. He is very good at drawing, and I have been learning to draw with him recently. I also visited his house on my previous days off. ”

After discovering that she had wronged her daughter, Song Hongxia was a little embarrassed. In order to make up for her mistakes, she warmly invited Ju Yongzhen.

"Since Xiaorou is a friend, let's go upstairs and sit down. My family is too quiet, and I rarely have friends to visit my home. ”

"Mom, Senior Ju doesn't like it very much-"

"Okay, thank you, Auntie."

Shu Ange looked at Ju Yongzhen in surprise and blinked, unable to believe that these words came out of his mouth.

It wasn't until Ju Yongzhen followed upstairs that Shu Ange realized that he was really going to her house as a guest.

Song Hongxia is very happy, she seems to be vicious, but she actually has a very simple personality. I couldn't see the brand of the car, I just thought that Ju Yongzhen was an ordinary student.

The three of them walked in the narrow and dark corridor, and Song Hongxia enthusiastically talked to Ju Yongzhen.

Although his attitude is not warm, he is also polite. Shu Ange desperately rounded the field next to him, lest Song Hongxia pull Ju Yongzhen to say too much, and he was uncomfortable and embarrassed to mention it.

Shi Xiaorou's family is smaller than Ju Yongzhen imagined, and his cloakroom is larger than the entire house where she lives.

Ju Yongzhen inexplicably felt a little pity in her heart, compared to Shu Ange to take it home and raise it well.

She didn't deserve to live such a hard life, and a voice as light as a feather seemed to be in his heart, whispering in his ear.

Song Hongxia enthusiastically took out the fruit to entertain the two, without getting the approval of her daughter, and did not say that she would let Ju Yongzhen sit in the house.

After sitting in the living room for a while, Shu Ange was afraid that Ju Yongzhen would be bored, so he took the initiative to hear: "Do you want to come to my house to have a look?" It's just a little messy, and the place is relatively small. ”

"Okay, let's see."

Ju Yongzhen seems to be a different person, and she is too easy to talk.

Shu Ange stared at him for a while, wondering if it was because she helped him solve the mystery of his past life that had plagued him for many years.

He broke free from his previous life and finally had a human touch.

Song Hongxia was busy in the kitchen, and she didn't care about the two children in the living room.

She didn't have a daughter who would fall in love with this string at all, and she suspected that her daughter was being fostered. It was also because her daughter suddenly became rich, and there was a lot of rumors in the community, which made her suspicious.

In general, in fact, Song Hongxia is not highly educated, and her brain is a bit single-celled, and she is a single-celled organism that is easy to be shaken.

"This is the book I usually read, this is my notebook, this is - my sketchbook."

Shu Ange pointed to a stack of books placed at the head of the bed, and said with a smile: "I have already drawn three or four books unconsciously, do you want to take a look?" The paintings are not pretty, mostly black and white sketches, and occasionally two colored pencil paintings. ”

Ju Yongzhen replaced the answer with practical actions, he picked up Shu Ange's sketchbook, opened it, and found that the first painting was the scene of him painting seriously in the park.

"You drew me specifically?"

"Yes, the way you paint, you're very focused and artistic."

Ju Yongzhen continued to flip through it, and after looking at many daily sketches, he saw his portrait again.

In the painting, he walks through the crowd of people doing exercises, lonely and cold like a crane, as if he is out of the picture.

"This painting, Senior Ju, do you remember, is the scene where you walk through the crowd alone with your easel on your back. By the way, there's also this one, you should definitely check it out. ”

Shu Ange picked up another album and quickly flipped to one of the pages.

In the intertwined light and shadow, the young man slightly droops his eyelashes and plays the piano with his slender ten fingers, which brings people a strong visual enjoyment.

"How? I drew a lot of it. This is what I drew from memory when I went back. “

Shu Ange complacently invited credit, Ju Yongzhen flipped through the album one by one, and there was more content about him than he imagined.

The album closest to the present is full of paintings full of the style of the Republic of China, as well as close-ups of the men and women in his dreams.

"It's a good painting, can I take it home and appreciate it carefully?"

"No problem, it's just graffiti, and I can't afford to appreciate such a lofty evaluation."

Ju Yongzhen put away Shu An's song painting, and Song Hongxia outside enthusiastically called the two out to eat.

"Do you want to dine at my house? The dishes may be a little shabby, but they are absolutely clean. ”

Ju Yongzhen did not refuse, his obedience gave Shu Ange the illusion that the two were in love.

After eating, Ju Yongzhen said goodbye and left, and Song Hongxia took his daughter to send him to the entrance of the building enthusiastically.

"Xiaoju, I'll come to play at home in the future, my Xiaorou likes friends to come to the house."

"Okay, thank you, Auntie."