Megan ladled some sweet dumplings for Eric with a spoon. He liked sweet soup most. Megan specially ordered a sweet soup for him. There were some diced fruit and Mini balls made by sticky rice powder in the soup. She didn't know if it was because Eric ate too much snacks recently or because he was in a bad mood. He only had a little. He could eat a lot of his favorite food normally.

In fact, it was not because he was not feeling well, nor because he was in a bad mood. The reason why Eric had a bad appetite was that he had to guard against Victor at any time. It seemed that the Uncle was very dangerous. If he did something bad, he must be that kind of master, and his mother and he were absolutely not his match.

Victor smiled gently. Smile was the most infectious expression in the world, but they didn't expect that such a smile would made Eric tremble with fear. He really didn't like Victor. In the eyes of adults, such a smile could be described as a fake smile. But Eric had not learned so many adjective since he was just a kid.

After changing the topic, they talked about the previous campus life. So the atmosphere was not so heavy. The dinner ended in their talks about the old days.

Victor left by taxi. Before he left, he told Megan to keep in touch with him. Megan thought it was better to contact him since he was unfamiliar with L City. After all, Victor took good care of her when she was a student. Since he came to L City for work, she should help him if she co

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here the ticket was sold. The price of the ticket was not expensive, only two dollars. For special identities, such as children, elderly people and students, they didn't need to buy the ticket, and the money would be donated to other places as a charity project.

He walked over and found that the window of the ticket-selling had been closed. Now the art studio was an entertainment project that the public was happy to see, so it was admission free there.

It was quiet at the door. After Victor walked in, they saw one or two students copying some paintings with their portfolio. Victor recalled that morning.

It was early spring morning that day. A huge cherry tree was planted beside the yard of the art studio. The pink cherry tree fell to the ground as the wind blew. It was a very beautiful scene. If there was no beautiful girl appearing in the scene, it would not be that perfectly charming, so Megan appeared.

Who knew why he met Megan? She was much more beautiful than she used to be now. But the scene at that time had already been very beautiful in Victor's heart. Then he met Megan on the campus. How could such a coincidence happen in the world? Since fate had arranged this, he would accept it frankly.

Megan was his fate that he couldn't give up. Victor walked in with indifference. Now the tree had long disappeared. And there was no one around him. He looked at the paintings embedded on the wall. The colors were so bright that even his glasses were colorful.