Chapter 235

Next to the orphanage, there was just a church.

An Xiaojing said goodbye to the dean and saw the church at a glance.

She is an atheist, but she has faith.

It's a wonderful feeling.

An Xiaojing moved her steps to the direction of the church. There were not many people here, so it was more mysterious and solemn.

An Xiaojing prayed.

"Lord, I hope to find my brother as soon as possible. I really don't know how he is now! My life is a mess An Xiaojing's attitude is very religious.

"Your brother!" It was the priest's voice, but the priest was in the prayer box and didn't come out.

"Father? My brother is my closest friend. When can I find him Asked an Xiaojing.

But for a long time, she didn't see what the man said. An Xiaojing was holding a breath in her chest. She didn't understand why the priest didn't speak.

"Your brother will be back soon. Don't worry." The voice came out slowly, and an Xiaojing was relieved.

"Father, I'm in pain. What can I do to ease it?" An Xiaojing suddenly asked.

"Why?"

"I don't know. All my insistence is just waiting for my brother. However, he doesn't show up, which makes me have no hope."

"And the people around you? Can I give you some encouragement? " Asked the priest.

"No, what to do?" An Xiaojing sneered. When she thought of Leng Yichen, she was very angry. Can that person encourage herself?

"Then why don't you want to change your environment and leave your own environment." The voice of the priest, word by word.

"I want to. I just can't help it. " An Xiaojing's eyebrows tightly knit together: "perhaps the reason why I am suffering is to pursue the wrong thing."

"Maybe you should look away and look at other people instead of being limited by the person in front of you." The priest suggested.

"Maybe." An Xiaojing curled her lips.

Coming out of the prayer box, an Xiaojing walked on her way home. The priest's words have been lingering in his ears, he said, let her look away, there will be others.

The softest place in my heart seems to be touched gently.

An Xiaojing returns to the villa. Leng Yichen and an Xiya are not here. It's not too late.

"The priest told me that if I was not limited by the person in front of me, could it be that person?" An Xiaojing talked to herself. She began to walk around the villa, and accidentally she went to the studio.

It's just that there's no one here, and there's no man who used to paint here.

An Xiaojing's heart is inexplicably a little lost, this feeling is like giving you a sugar, opened the sugar paper, but found that it was empty.

"Are you there? You must be there She called to the open studio.

However, the vases on the drawing board still have wet paint marks.

It's clear that there are people here.

An Xiaojing looked at the ground again, but the chalk pen was not cleaned.

Her heart beat, suddenly fast, don't know if this is not a long time ago?

However, no one appeared, and her eyes were filled with loneliness.

"Long time no see!" All of a sudden, there was a sound behind him.

An Xiaojing couldn't believe her ears. In the end, she turned around. The man's good-looking eyes were smiling at an Xiaojing.

His words are few, but he can warm everyone's heart with a smile.

Even if he didn't tell her who she was, she was willing to trust the person in front of her.

"I..." Words slowly stuck in her throat. She missed him very much.

Is this the priest's instruction to show her another person?

The man quietly approached an Xiaojing, his eyes are so gentle.

"How are you?" An Xiaojing spoke with sincerity.

"Look, this picture!" The man laughed, but instead of answering an Xiaojing's question, he looked at the painting he had just painted.

"Well, it's very nice of you to draw it!" An Xiaojing looked at the scene on the painting and slowly praised it.

She likes the time with him, even if it is a dilapidated studio, there is nothing else, but this kind of quiet and calm makes her feel at ease.

It seems that she is full of energy and courage when she stands in front of herself.

"Sit down and I'll draw you one!" The man gently smiles and an Xiaojing nods.

She sat down and didn't dare to move. She watched him focus on writing, so seriously. And she suddenly noticed that the man was wearing a cloth curtain, which covered his legs. I'm afraid the paint will stick to the clothes.

An Xiaojing's heart suddenly missed a beat.

"It's done!" Soon, the man showed her the painted an Xiaojing."How nice!" On the paper, she became the most beautiful scenery in his writing.

"Yes An Xiaojing seemed to suddenly think of something, "here's one for you!" She took out the blessing bag given to herself by the director of the orphanage.

Two bags of fortune, round and round, an Xiaojing took out one without hesitation.

"Here you are!" She laughed.

"Is this?" The man is slightly confused.

"Lucky bag, if you take it, you will have good luck!" An Xiaojing replied sincerely.

"Doodle, doodle!" All of a sudden, a car whistle sounded, and an Xiaojing's eyes changed into a little panic. She didn't even have time to say one more word to this person, nor did she have time to say goodbye forcefully.

It was the car noise of Leng Yichen.

This is the forbidden area of the villa. If Leng Yichen sees her here, it must be another torture.

Fortunately, when an Xiaojing saw Leng Yichen, she was already safely sitting on the sofa in the living room.

The man also saw an Xiaojing at a glance. What an Xiaojing saw was Leng Yichen. There was still a wound on her leg, but she had been bandaged.

She doesn't want to know how he got hurt!

"Stop!" Leng Yichen saw that an Xiaojing was going upstairs and immediately stopped her.

"In front of Nangong Han and Yu Zhenhuan, you can't run so fast." Leng Yichen said sarcastically behind him.

An Xiaojing turned directly.

"I heard that you donated the five million that Yu Zhenhuan gave you?" Clearly, an Xiaojing did a good deed, but the man said it in a very contemptuous tone.

"I don't have to worry about it. It's my money. I can use it as I want." An Xiaojing is still defiant to Leng Yichen's eyes.

However, an Xiaojing forgot that she had a painting on her hand, which was painted by the man in the studio just now.

"What is this?" Leng Yichen suddenly comes forward, and an Xiaojing's painting is robbed by him.

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