After dinner, the assistant said to order takeout.

Yu Xiuxiu wanted to order orders, but she was snatched from the first place. Fortunately, Bi Hongye had no airs and was very gentle to her, and even asked her to go to a private studio that she never opened to the public.

"Look at it casually."

She saw through Yu Xiuxiu's thoughts, and there was a kind of ego like an elder in her smile.

Yu Xiuxiu stroked his hair awkwardly, "Teacher Hongye, have these works not been exhibited to the outside world, right? I've seen them for the first time."

Bi Hongye nodded.

Yu Xiuxiu's understanding of her works made her very satisfied: "Good things do not have to be shared with others. Sometimes, they are only suitable for private storage. Or, gifts to their soulmates."

Artists all have strange tempers.

Yu Xiu didn't think that if he had painted such a good work, he would have to post it countless times in his circle of friends. He would force his mother, father and scumbag to post it several times. He wished the whole world knew about it, right?

"Go down, just go for a walk. I'll tell you something to Xiao Zhang, and I'll call you when the takeaway comes." Bi Hongye left with a smile.

This studio is very big, like an exhibition hall. Yu Xiuxiu is alone inside, which is a bit cramped. Because there are too many personal belongings of Bi Hongye, in addition to her paintings and collections, there are also some photos of her and Ding Yuejin.

The photos are very contemporary.

From the young face to the vicissitudes of life on the face, Bi Hongye sorted out the photos very well and framed them carefully, which easily shows the timeline between the two people in love and marriage...

She must have loved Ding Yuejin so badly, right?

Yu Xiuxiu looked at an enlarged photo with his head tilted.

In the photo, Bi Hongye is standing in front of Huangguoshu Waterfall in a red dress, like a light bird, nestled on Ding Yuejin's shoulders. Her face under the sun hat is blushing, and her eyes are as if the water vapor of the waterfall is soaked in the mist, clear and bright, full of girlishness.

It was the young and Ding Yuejin, who was also young - a young boy who tied his belt outside his shirt and burned his bangs with a little Shamatt and pretended to be mature and put his hands behind his back.

A perfect match.

It would be great if the rumors on the Internet were fake.

Yu Xiuxiu's eyes slanted and saw a painting on the desk.

The painting is very abstract, with just a few strokes, except for the gloomy sky, the word "Tian" is Nalan Rongruo's word.

"I am a melancholy guest in the world. I know why you have tears in your heartbreaking voice, and remember your life in my heartbreaking voice."

Yu Xiuxiu pursed his lips, sighed secretly, sat down, and sent a message to Huo Zhongnan.

"Are you busy with brother?"

Huo Zhongnan: "No."

Yu Xiuxiu: "Talk 50 cents?"

Huo Zhongnan: "I'll send you ten yuan."

Yu Xiuxiu: "Do you think that kind of eternal love really exists? Why do some people have clearly loved each other and experienced the torture of difficulties and loneliness together, but in the end they can't stand the sculpting of time?"

Huo Zhongnan: “…”

After a while, he replied to her, "So you have read a book."

Yu Xiuxiu: "..." It was her turn to be speechless.

"Does my brother think I'm illiterate?"

Of course, Huo Zhongnan didn't dare to say that, but asked with some concern: "In love? Who?"

The tone of interrogation seems to be a grandparent!

Yu Xiuxiu couldn't help laughing, "I was just a little moved when I saw the photos of her and Uncle Ding in Teacher Hongye's studio. Alas!"

This is not like the optimistic and cheerful Yu Xiuxiu!

Huo Zhongnan thought for a while: "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has phases and waxing. This matter is difficult to be complete in ancient times."

What's the meaning?

Yu Xiuxiu was shocked. Could it be that what Ding Yuejin did is true?

She took a deep breath: "It turns out that my brother has also read books. He said it so obscurely."

Huo Zhongnan did not deny it.

Ding Yuejin's story spread all over the city. Even if he didn't care, he was still filled with some of it by Zhong Lin. But he didn't want to get in touch with these bad things.

"What time do you want to stay? I'll pick you up for dinner."

Yu Xiuxiu: "I even made an appointment with a customer in the afternoon, I'm afraid it's too late."

Huo Zhongnan: "Okay."

So it's gone?

Yu Xiuxiu had a question mark on his face.

Bi Hongye knew that he would persuade her to come up for dinner. Zhong Nan gave up so easily? Did he sincerely treat her to dinner?

...

Lunch was delivered soon. Yu Xiuxiu rolled up her sleeves and started eating. She was hungry and was completely unrestrained in front of Bi Hongye. She was just the kind of girl who was easy to be happy and brought happiness to others.

Seeing that she was eating deliciously, Bi Hongye smiled and even ate two more chicken nuggets.

Yu Xiuxiu stopped chopsticks when she saw her eating a little, and was confused, "Teacher Hongye, you eat very little."

Bi Hongye pinched his waist with both hands, "As a middle-aged man, you can't be willful anymore. Look at my bucket waist."

"Ah!" Yu Xiuxiu licked his mouth and shook his head.

"You have such a thin waist and your figure is better than most people I have ever seen. Teacher Hongye, you are beautiful, temperamental and talented, I admire you very much. If I reached your age, I could be as young and beautiful as you!"

The mouth is so sweet!

Bi Hongye liked her very much, and she smiled so hard that her eyes were full of wrinkles. "Eat quickly, don't talk, eat more. I feel good when I see you eating."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm hungry, I can eat a cow."

Bi Hongye rarely laughed out a few white teeth.

"You eat so well, aren't you fat?"

Yu Xiuxiu shook his head, "Maybe he had too many hard days when he was a child, and he developed a strong stomach. I can eat everything, eat a lot, eat a good meal, and I don't like to grow meat."

Bi Hongye: "Envy."

"Hehe." Yu Xiuxiu cleaned the last bite of the rice in the bowl, wiped his mouth, and burped, "Sorry, I want to borrow some bathroom."

Bi Hongye asked her assistant to give her a guide and she was busy.

This studio was too quiet. Yu Xiuxiu didn't see anyone except the two assistants. It was a large area and the bathroom was far away. Yu Xiuxiu followed the path pointed by the assistant and stepped on the marble floor in the corridor, and could clearly hear his own footsteps...

The footsteps were crisp and messy.

She suddenly felt a strange sense of sincerity.

I tried to recall it for a long time and thought of that dream.

This is what she feels when she walks in the empty building in her dream.

Inexplicably creepy, Yu Xiuxiu looked around and accelerated his pace-

After coming out of the bathroom, she was full of blood and wanted to return the same way, but the decoration here was extremely symmetrical, and she actually went in the wrong direction. When she found something wrong and wanted to turn around, she suddenly heard a slight knock.

Dongdong!

It's like someone knocking on the door, or something is hitting the wall.

Yu Xiuxiu stopped in confusion and listened carefully.

"Dong!Dong!Dong--"

She heard this sound clearly.

There was indeed a sound, right in the room not far away.

Have you raised small animals?

In other people's place, Yu Xiuxiu didn't want to be too much, but the voice sounded again, as if he noticed that she was leaving, this time it was more intense than before.

Yu Xiuxiu walked over slowly and asked, "Who?"

No one answered.

There is only a thud and thud.

Yu Xiuxiu's eyebrows were twitching, and her skin was filled with goose bumps, and a biting cold.

"Is anyone in there?"

Dongdongdongdongdongdong! There is no voice, but it seems that someone is responding.

A strange feeling rose from the bottom of my heart. Yu Xiuxiu took a breath, held his hand on the door handle, and was about to push it away hard, Bi Hongye's voice came from behind.

"Xiaoxi, what are you doing?"

Yu Xiuxiu's face shy, and his cheeks suddenly felt like they were on fire, burning red.
To be continued...