"I know a place with beautiful scenery. The weather is just right today. How about going there?"
Shen Qingyou is worried that she can't find a place for the children to sketch from life, so she agrees.
Five or six children were very excited when they heard that they were going out to sketch. It took only ten minutes to pack up their bags, one by one carrying a drawing board, and their eyes were full of joy.
Looking at the children's happy appearance, her mood was also exaggerated, followed by a smile, and the party will go out to Leng Yu's mouth.
So that when Li Muran came over, the studio was empty, and the words of holiday and rest were still hanging on the door. His excitement disappeared in an instant.
There was a slight hum from his nose. He had already guessed whose handwriting it was. Except for Leng Yu, he could not think of a second person.
After all, Wu haofei only told himself yesterday that poetry is here. Today, it's a holiday. It's a coincidence.
Thinking of this, he chuckled twice, knowing that it was meaningless for him to continue to wait like this, he turned and strode away. Knowing that poetry is still alive, he will not let her be robbed by anyone.
Looking up at the sky, the sun is bright and cloudless. It is really a good day.
At this time, Shen Qingyou and his party are sitting on the riverside of the park, drawing the scenery in front of them on paper.
It's summer. It's a good time for lotus to bloom. The green leaves are swaying with the wind, with a fragrance of lotus leaves.
The lotus, which has just been in full bloom, looks more and more tender and red in the sun. It is really a response to that sentence: "the lotus leaves are boundless blue, and the lotus flowers are so red in the sunshine."
Leng Yu carried a stool and sat beside her. Because of the injury, her right hand was tied around her neck with bandage, and the other hand opened an umbrella on her head.
"The sun poison in summer, exposure to the sun is not good for the skin."
"You haven't recovered yet, just sit on one side."
She looked at him and reached out to take the umbrella out of his hand, but he dodged it several times.
He just looked at her smile, with a bit of doting in the sight, Li Muran has found, he can stop him for a while, but can not stop him for a lifetime.
He doesn't know nothing about the relationship between her and Li Muran. He is also very clear that if Li Muran finds her, she will be stimulated. It is not impossible for her to recover her memory at that time. At that time, where should he go?
The longer I stay by her side, the more I don't want to lose her. I want her to fall in love with herself and become her own thing.
"It's OK. I just want to do something for you."
Smell speech, her heart seems to be poured into a hot spring, warm to the extreme, think of so long, he has done for himself, the heart is full of emotion.
"Thank you."
As the voice dropped, she gave him a smile, and then she lowered her head and continued to paint. He looked at her serious appearance, eyes wave light flow, smile more brilliant.
Xi Xi's cool wind blows behind them. From a distance, it looks like a perfect match.
Li Li, who was sitting in front of her, was a little too warm.
Her eyes grew deeper and deeper when she thought that he had asked about Xing Rushi as soon as he was seated.
"I don't know where Xing Rushi is."
Li Muran sneered, glanced at her, and a warning flashed across her eyes. Now that she knew that she was still alive, how could she not know where she was?
"Cold rain, do you think I will believe your words?"
Then he stopped stirring the coffee, and the smile on his face expanded a lot compared with that just now, but the cold rain gave birth to a sense of fear from his heart, and a little cold sweat was exuded on his forehead.
Even so, her heart is not willing to be like fire in general, the less the bigger, so that she has a bit more hatred of punishment.
"Even if you ask me ten thousand times, that's the answer."
Seeing this, Li Muran also knew that he couldn't get any useful information from her mouth. He gave her a meaningful look before he got up and left.
She leaned on the back of the chair and looked at his far away figure. Her hands clenched into fists. Her nails almost fell into the flesh and rushed to her mind with dull pain, which made her feel that her heart was aching from breathing.
After sitting on the chair for a little more time, she sorted out her emotions and headed for the villa.
When I go back, I just see Shen Qingyou and Leng Yu talking and laughing. When I think of Li Muran's concern for her, I hate her.
He let out a cold hum from his nose. He deliberately walked between the two men and bumped her secretly. He saw that she was unstable because of his impact, and almost fell to the ground. This aroused a smile and walked upstairs.
Leng Yu reaches for her body, looks at Leng Qingyu's back and shakes her head. When she looks at Shen Qingyou, she already takes some apologies."Quiet, you don't care. Qingyu is just in a bad mood recently."