Chapter 845

Wenyi nodded, let him lead to the restaurant.

The meal was almost the same as usual, but the words were a little less than usual, and the atmosphere was also a little less delicious.

But Mo Shichen did not seem to notice, nor did she tease or say anything to coax her as she was usually in a low mood, so she ate a meal naturally and normally.

Wenyi finished eating a cup of hot drink upstairs, he looked at her back, but did not call her, nor follow her up.

She went back to the study alone, took a book from the bookshelf, went to the chair in front of the desk and sat down, then opened it, looked down and began to read, but Although she seemed to see every word, a complete sentence did not enter her brain.

Pregnant women are prone to sad spring and hurt autumn, magnifying their emotions Yeah?

She even complained about the man. Even though he was doing his own business in the middle of the night, his leaving in the middle of the night not only affected her sleep, but also seriously affected her mood.

Wen Yi thought like this, as if finally found a reason to express resentment.

When he came up later, he would ignore him. She thought so, but she felt much more comfortable. The pregnant woman suffered. Why should she give him reasons to make excuses? It was his fault that made her unhappy.

I was so angry that the door suddenly knocked.

"Are you there, madam?"

It was mother Su's voice. Maybe it was because she was thinking about him when she was complaining. When she knocked on the door just now, she was still moved, but it was not him. She felt some subtle disappointment in her heart.

"Yes, come in."

Mother Su twisted the door knob and came in, with a kind and gentle smile on her face. "Madam, the eldest son asked me to invite you down. He has something to look for you."

Wenyi had been in his heart with one or two points of resentment, immediately not willing to say, "he has something to look for me, won't he come up by himself?"

He also wanted her to run up and down as a pregnant woman.

"This I don't know, but since the eldest son said so, there may be something special. You can go there. "

Wenyi pursed her lips, with some farfetched, but still nodded and agreed, "OK."

She put the books in her hand so separately, got up and went to the door.

Su's mother took her to the living room, and in a hurry took a super thick coat to wrap for her, and then tied the scarf.

Wen Yi didn't understand, frowned and asked, "what about others? You want to take me out? But it's late. "

Although it was not dark, because it was snowing in the morning, the sun came out in the afternoon, which was the first clear after snow.

It's going to be sunset now. Will he take her out?

"No, no, no, sir. The weather is fine today. Let me show you around the garden."

The snow hasn't melted yet. It's the coldest time. Where is the weather good.

But Wenyi also did not speak, let Su's mother fiddle with, dressed and went out.

Cold is cold, but beauty is really beautiful.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkles on the snow thinly. The two colors of cold and warm blend together to form a kind of aesthetic feeling that people dare not destroy.

Wen job saw the figure of man standing on the snow from a distance.

He was standing on the grass, which was not small in size and seemed to be empty in the bleak cold air. He was tall and straight, handsome and straight, with a smile in his mouth. He was staring at him and her with a light spoiled eye, as eye-catching as another landscape.

Su's mother had already known the current situation and had to withdraw unconsciously.

Wenyi walked towards him.

After stopping, he looked at him with both eyes, and then looked at the scaffold that he used to manipulate. There should be a board on it, which was covered with white cloth and blocked the content.

She plucked the red scarf with her chin buried in it and asked with a smile, "is this what you are going to give me?" As she said, she studied it again and quickly came to the conclusion, "this is A picture? "

Send her the painting, master Mo took the literary route.

The smile on Chen's lips did not increase or decrease when Mo Shi, but stepped back two steps and stood behind her, "take a look first."

Wen Yi was disdainful and arrogant, and reached out to pull the white cloth. "On such a cold day, you ask me to come out to see your paintings. You can't see them in the study..."

Her voice stopped abruptly.

The expression of shock is so stagnant on the face.

She covered her face with one hand and was still at a loss.

As she guessed, it was a painting, an oil painting.

The content of the painting is just the snow color under the setting sun, white and warm crisscross, like the bone chilling cold and soft warmth.

It's not hard to identify. The place in the picture is the manor.

To be more precise, they are in this area.

In the painting, a man in a long black coat kneels on one knee, while a woman in a light colored overcoat stands in front of him with her hair up to her shoulder but tucked into her neck by a red scarf.By looking at the clothes, hair styles, and even the fuzzy looks, it is easy to tell that they are the people in the painting.

In his painting It is at this time that this man It was the moment she lifted the white cloth.

How could she not be shocked.

After ten seconds, she suddenly realized that the scene in the painting was a proposal.

Maybe she should have hesitated for a few seconds as preparation, but her mind is not clear, or at this time people are not always as calm and rational as usual, she turned around, just without a mistake on the man's smiling eyes.

He did kneel on one knee.

She was still in shock. How could this man make the content of this painting the scene of the proposal? Moshen had already started to speak slowly. Generally speaking, if he had any intention, the lines in the proposal should have been speculated for thousands of times. But he looked into her eyes, his eyes were deep and calm, and every word seemed to be spoken out on the spot.

"At the beginning, I think about not the five years I was away from," he said slowly and in a low voice, "but when you first met me You like me, and I have a good feeling for you, but we don't really know each other. Think about it. If the regrets and faults are included in the blank years, it should be counted on me... "

Wenyi stood there, staring at him, unable to say what feeling, perhaps what feeling.

She is no longer a young girl who has never been in love. She has been married, divorced, widowed, reunited, divorced and reconciled. She has experienced too much emotionally.

But at this moment, her heart is still like the hands of excessive exercise, numb and hot.

"I turn a deaf ear to my own good feelings. I have loved muse, but I have no enthusiasm to fight for it. You are different from me. You have to fight for everything you like. Life seems long, but it's very short. Before you, I can't count out what I have to do. I'm willing to sacrifice all the other things that I want to get. If it wasn't you who came to me, I'll marry anyone else just like you -- "

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