The person in the picture has warm eyes and looks ahead. I don't know what he is looking at. Is he the same passionate painter or the man in the picture who looks at her eagerly?
I forget the dust brow tight wrinkle, can't help but silently back a few steps.
Her heart was a little confused, it seemed that neither the former nor the latter was what she wanted.
She didn't know why she had such an idea. After staring at the painting for a moment, Yu forgot to turn around and leave quickly.
She's never been to a place like that. The person in the picture won't be her
From the center of the exhibition hall, I got the contact information and location that Ji Rufeng and Ji Shaoguang had left behind. Yu forgot to look at it. The hotel they stayed in was not far from the exhibition hall, so I went directly to find it.
Ji Rufeng had a hangover all night. Before he woke up, he heard the knock on the door. He thought it was Ji Shaoguang. He turned over on the sofa, but the knock on the door again.
He couldn't bear it. He got up in a big fire and suddenly opened the door. As he was about to speak, he saw the figure that should not appear here anyway.
"Jane, what are you doing here?" He said subconsciously.
Yu forgets that she is helpless. There are so many paintings on display in the exhibition hall, but there is only one person in so many paintings, the one who looks the same as her.
She doesn't know whether Ji Rufeng regards herself as the woman, but whether she is regarded as a stand in or remembers the woman who has left by herself is not her wish.
"Mr. Ji, I..."
She was about to speak when the door in front of her suddenly closed with a bang.
Yu forgets the dust to be astonished, thought carefully that he should not have said anything wrong, then knocks on the door again.
Two minutes later, the door opened, and the person standing in front of him changed his hurdle vest, shorts and messy chicken head, and put on his casual shirt and jeans.
I forget the dust, the corners of my mouth suddenly puff.
Ji Rufeng smiles and rubs his hands. "Sorry, I went to bed too late yesterday. I scared you."
Yu forgets the dust to shake head, "Mr. Ji, is like this, I come this time......"
"There is a coffee shop on the top floor of the hotel. It's sunny today. Why don't we go there for a while?" Ji Rufeng wiped his face, trying to make his voice sound smooth and normal.
A little hesitation, I forget dust should come down, "good."
"This way."
Ji Rufeng immediately took the door and took her upstairs.
A few minutes later, Ji Rufeng opens a chair for her, and the gentle sunshine falls on her. Yu forgets that the dust has no reason for a burst of physical and mental pleasure. He spreads out his palm and looks at the sunshine passing through his palm and casts a silhouette on the table.
Ji Rufeng was stunned by her simple actions. Before, when Zhao Jian was still there, she also liked to bask in the sun and spread out her palm to catch it when the sun passed through her palm.
The Adam's apple rolled. Ji Rufeng raised his hand and called the waiter, "a cup of vanilla Mocha, a cup of black coffee."
Yu forgets the dust to pick eyebrow, is about to ask you how to know I like to drink vanilla Mocha, suddenly remembered that should be and she looks like a woman like, in the heart suddenly some helpless.
Waiting for the waiter to leave, Yu forgets the dust to ask: "does Madam Xian also like to drink vanilla Mocha?"
Ji Rufeng shook his head, "no, she doesn't like coffee. What she likes most is wine. She likes wine making and wine tasting. As long as she takes a sip of all kinds of wine, she will know how to make it."
Yu forgets the dust to pick eyebrows, "did not expect that there are such people in the world."
Ji Rufeng put his hands on the table and said, "how? Don't you drink? "
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