Chapter 200

Looking at her far away back, lonely, Jiang Yuan fell into meditation.

Her appearance has changed compared with the past. In the past, although she was as quiet as she is now, she has more expectations. Now, she seems to be covered with a thick loneliness between her eyebrows, just like the leaves of autumn falling on the ground silently, with a desolate and solemn flavor.

After leaving the art gallery, Jiang Yuan pondered a little, dialed the phone and said, "help me check a person, the more detailed the information, the better --"

Xishan villa.

Approaching the Xishan villa, Huo Zhi felt a sense of suffocation. It seemed that there was a thick black fog in front of her. As long as she went in, she would suffocate and die. Her steps stopped at the door, not knowing how she could have the courage to plunge herself into the dark fog again.

She suddenly remembered that on the day of her marriage, he sent her to Xishan villa and left without saying anything. At that time, she thought that Gu Junqing, as the president of Gu's family, should be very busy. It's not wrong for a man to focus on his career. She also admired her husband in her heart.

At that time, she did not expect that she would lose her way in his world, and the result of her loss was so painful

She is like a wandering soul, walking into the quiet villa full of desolation. Along the way, she only has herself and her shadow hanging on each other.

The flowers and grass in the villa are all planted by her in the future. There is a red silk thread decoration on the pergola of the garden, which has been kept all the time. The baptism of wind and rain will wash away the red happiness, leaving the color of miserable red and cold.

Shaking hands stroked up, the thread seemed to grow from her heart. In a flash, everything came out. But why did she only leave his most beautiful appearance in her mind? His coldness, his ruthlessness, his disgust, his ruthlessness, she could forget them all. Her fingers touched them one by one and wound them on the porch without red Trace of silk thread, she was replaced into the girl's dream.

It was spring, and the sunshine was good. Gu Junqing was sitting by the window, with white arched European windows and dark green curtains. He was wearing casual clothes and sitting there quietly. The sunshine was also pouring down on the window lattice, the window curtain and his side face. At that moment, the whole world was bright, and he was like a lonely blooming green lotus in the yaochi. Even though the floating world is prosperous and the light and shadow are like dreams, everything becomes silent, quiet and condensing.

She had never remembered a person's face so deeply.

At this moment, standing under the long drooping Wisteria frame, looking at the light and shadow like the purple waterfall in a dream, Huo Zhi once again filled her eyes with tears.

She always thought that her marriage was the result of her mother's decision. In retrospect, maybe that was the fate of her eyes, that was the softness in her heart, that spring was the beginning of the story, and that she was doomed to fall step by step. All the results must have a reason, just because spring inadvertently looked at you

The song "crazy for love" suddenly rings in my ears. I've come from spring. In autumn, you say you want to leave. You say you're not sad for you, but how can you be in a good mood If love is so sad, why don't you let me share it? Ask you day and night and don't answer, how can you change like this Want to ask if you want to accompany me to the end of time Want to ask you dare not, like me for love crazy Talk about

She was 16 years old. The teacher said that she was skillful in technique and infinite in expression. She was a girl suitable for the road of art. However, she was infatuated with her elder brother, who is said to be the son of Uncle Gu Xiuyuan, her father's family.

He sat politely on her sofa and listened attentively to the conversation between her father and mayor Huo. He didn't know that on their side, a girl was staring at the boy in casual clothes. She was fascinated by the boy's every move, every word and every line, which deeply attracted her.

Later, she knew the boy's name was Gu Junqing. She buried the secret love in her heart and thought it was just a dream she could realize.

Later, her sister Huo Qingyan went to the living room to serve fruit to the guests, and sat down for a long time. She even saw the communication between her sister and Gu Junqing. At that time, she envied her, but did not dare to go out, because her sister told her that she could not go to the living room.

Now I think about my sister's deep love for Gu Junqing at that time, but she knows it.

Later, he actually appeared in his own university, and was a visiting professor. He told her how she was not happy, how she was not moved, and how she secretly appreciated God's love for her, so that she met her prince charming.

But later, everything was not in accordance with the script, but for no reason gave birth to many waves that she could not control.

In her youth, I have heard many songs. I have never been moved by any song, and I don't know why other people cry when listening to songs. Originally, it is because she has never loved

A tear ran across her cheek and woke her up from the spring. There was nothing in front of her, only she and Wisteria stood together quietly, one was in full bloom, the other couldn't stop the tears.

Wiping away that tear, she began to paint, and the clip was under the porch, which she had put away for a long time. In the whole villa, there were three places to put up the clip, because the moment of inspiration was unstoppable, just like the flood was fierce, she didn't want to miss any inspiration.After all, now she mainly depends on painting, art editing, to earn living expenses.

The brush has never been so decisive as it is today. It seems that you don't have to think about it. After a few hours, you can get a picture at a stroke.

She painted most of the side faces, with her own fictional background, white European arched windows and dark green window curtains. After taking off her coat, Luo Yihan was wearing a white sweater inside. She changed it into blue and white, which were the three colors she deliberately emphasized. Then, in order to enrich and ease the impact of the three colors, she used other colors to fill in the transition, and the sunny sky and mold outside the window In the dim street view and figures, there is one of them, only a long skirt swaying.

When she put down her brush and looked at the painting from a distance, she didn't know who she was painting

"Madam, what you drew is --" suddenly Xiaolan stopped her voice. She didn't want to go on. She was worried that the three words would hurt her too much, so she had better stop talking!

Huo Zhi hates herself very much. She paints all the time, but her facial features and charm are Gu Junqing's

It's time, it's time to make an end. Seeing things and thinking about people, he is like a dream for no reason, he appears frequently, and her hallucination protagonist is Gu Junqing who has hurt her several times.

It's time to make an end. It's time to leave and let go decisively. She can't procrastinate.

She wants to draw a clear line with Gu Junqing, want to get rid of the relationship with Gu Junqing, move out of Xishan villa, is the first step she has to take, although this step is painful, but it must be sharp knife prick chaos, otherwise she will never be able to start the next section of life.

It's not easy to struggle in the sea of sorrow and hatred every day.

"Xiaolan - I want to move out of Xishan villa and live elsewhere - I can't hide my pregnancy."

"Madam - Xiaolan feels that no matter what kind of place madam moves to, if the young master wants to find it, he will find it - unless -" Huo Zhi is surprised that Xiaolan can be so deep.

"Ma'am, young master, if he wants to find his wife, you can't avoid it - unless he doesn't care where she goes."

Staring at Xiaolan, maybe the certainty in Xiaolan's eyes convinced her. Huozhi bit her white lips and nodded slowly.

"No matter what a person does, if she has a mind in it, her behavior and results are really amazing, just like your young master -"

after spitting out this long sentence, she holds her cheek and falls into contradiction and tangle.