After hearing the news that his mother was ill and hospitalized, Yan Zhui couldn't calm down anymore. The blood on his handsome face faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his deep frown showed anxiety.

Shen Yunzi also felt sorry for Yan Zui, her eyes were even more apologetic, and her slender jade hands gently patted his shoulders, like a relative: "Yan Zui, maybe Auntie got sick because she was too worried about you. , you’d better go back, I can take care of myself, don’t worry.”

Although Yan Zhui was heartbroken, he was not stupid. After hearing this, he did not answer directly, but just made two more phone calls. After that, he saw that his face became obviously relaxed and he actually smiled.

"Yunzi, I asked just now that my mother is not sick. She just wanted me to go back, so she lied about being sick. She is doing cross-stitch at home now." Yan Zui was relieved, with bright black stars in his eyes. There is energy again.

The family member is seriously ill, and the person far away is of course extremely anxious, but knowing that his mother lied to him makes him happy. He would rather be cheated than have his mother really be sick.

It turned out to be a false alarm.

Shen Yunzi was stunned, then realized what she was doing, and couldn't help but sigh softly: "You, sometimes you are like a child. You obey me no matter what I say, but you refuse when I tell you to go home!"

Shen Yunzi's charming and angry expression was particularly touching, especially her pair of water-cut eyes, which made people feel like their souls were being sucked in. Yan Zhui was so fascinated by the sight that he giggled twice and murmured: "It's not easy to do this." If I have the chance to be with you, how could I bear to leave..."

Yan Zui's eyes were clear, full of tenderness and attachment, as innocent and true as a young man who had just begun to fall in love. The twinkling light in his eyes was enough to move people, and they were moved by this man's true feelings. Many years later, Shen Yunzi She will still remember that at this moment, by the lake in a picturesque town, there was a man who was so pure and true to her that he touched her heartstrings so much that she almost shed tears...

"Yan Zhui... you... are such a stupid boy!" Shen Yunzi laughed softly, her beautiful eyes sparkling a little, her nose was sour, and her heart was swollen. But her only regret was... if the people around her now It's Yan Jiyun, how great would that be?

Yan Zhui had no way of knowing what Shen Yunzi was thinking. He had been so shocked by her call that his whole body went limp, his mind was dizzy, and he couldn't think anymore. He was just like a big fool who fell in love.

Who hasn’t been young and frivolous? Yan Zhui is only twenty-four years old. He is in the prime of his youth. He should pursue and long for the beauty of the future, including love. He treats Shen Yunzi with pure love, He wouldn't even care about how much she felt for him now. He was completely immersed in joy. He had been looking forward to it for several years before he could walk hand in hand with her. Half of his dream came true, and the other half was for him. She will work harder, hoping that one day, she can completely let go of Yan Jiyun and wear the wedding ring that Yan Zhui bought...

Perhaps Yan Zui, who looks like a smiling fox to outsiders, is the most real and harmless only when facing his mother and Shen Yunzi.

Happiness needs to be created. If you are still full of worries when you come to such a beautiful and simple town, it is really a waste. You should relax and enjoy the leisure and freedom here to make your trip worthwhile.

In the distance, tourists in twos and threes are walking, playing, and admiring the customs and customs along the way. Although it is November, the weather here is still warm, with blue skies, white clouds, and fresh air. It is a place that can refresh the soul. A place to breathe freely. Here, you can walk briskly, you don't have to rush, you can slowly appreciate all the beautiful things with your heart.

The broad lake is filled with soft water patterns, and the mandarin ducks scattered on the lake attract many tourists. There are several small boats floating on the mirror-like lake, shrouded in a dreamlike and beautiful halo by the golden sunset. From a distance, it looks like a pure and ethereal ink painting, which makes people feel sad... No matter how beautiful the moment is, it will eventually pass away. After the sun goes down, this beautiful scenery can only be seen during the day tomorrow... After I leave here, I don’t know when I will be able to visit the old place again. Even if I come back, will the people around me still accompany me?

Yan Zhui considers himself not a sentimental person, but he has also suffered from lovesickness for several years. He has his own experience of love. Now, he will unconsciously cherish every moment he spends with Shen Yunzi. Every minute and every second, just because there is always a feeling in his subconscious... As if this happy time will slip away at any time, so he seizes it as much as possible!

During the past half month of traveling, Yan Zui and Shen Yunzi have become closer. In the past, he didn't even dare to hold hands, but now he can hold hands. The relationship between the two is between lovers and friends, but in fact, Yan Zui didn't even dare to hold hands. In Zhui's heart, she had long been the one. Shen Yunzi agreed that Yan Zui would accompany her on a trip to relax. This was a surprise to Yan Zui. He regarded this as the result of several years of unrequited love. He carefully cared for Shen Yunzi like a lover. She did not explicitly admit it or reject it directly. She may still be struggling and needs time to think about it.

"Yunzi, look, there are painters over there!" Yan Zuijun's face was slightly red, and his excited look was actually a bit cute.

Shen Yunzi followed his gaze, and sure enough, she saw a young man with yellow skin and black hair wearing glasses not far ahead who was selling paintings at a stall.

They are all sketches, and all of them are based on the scenery of this small town. Many of them depict the lake in front of him, with mandarin ducks playing in the water, vividly on the paper. Yan Zhui eagerly said to the young man: "Draw a picture for us." Zhang, how much does it cost?"

Yan Zhui spoke in English because he was not sure about the other party’s nationality.

Yan Zhui just asked casually, not really caring about the small amount of money, but the other party's answer was unexpected...

"Ten yuan for a single person, 100 yuan for a couple. Only RMB is charged." The young man said casually, as if he didn't even raise his eyelids.

"What? 100 yuan?" Yan Zhui was stunned, and he didn't realize that the other person was speaking Chinese.

"Well, 100 yuan, do you want to paint or not? If you don't want to paint, just get out of the way and don't block the light." The painter's tone was very impatient.

Yan Zui was a little annoyed. Isn't this a clear extortion? 100 yuan for a sketch is too exaggerated.

Although 100 yuan is quite expensive, Yan Zui is not a person who cares about everything. If he can leave such a beautiful memory with Shen Yunzi, why would he care about money? He just feels that there is something wrong with the painter's attitude.

"Yunzi, do you want to draw?" Yan Zui still asked for her opinion.

"Well, let's go together." Shen Yunzi naturally took Yan Zui's arm and stood leaning against a fence not far from the painter.

She is indeed a smart woman. Just standing so casually is already the best angle, and her posture and styling are also extremely professional.

The young painter raised his eyes and took a glance, and there was an unnoticeable strange color in his eyes... Unexpectedly, this woman had some skills, and the position she stood in happened to be the most conducive to framing the scene from the artist's perspective.

The painter stopped talking, picked up the brush, and started painting with concentration and seriousness.

He was very fast. After Yan Zui and Shen Yunzi chatted for a while, a sketch was completed, but Yan Zui felt that it was not enough and wanted to draw another one... He wanted to be able to collect the same painting with Yunzi. .

"Please draw another one." Yan Zuichong said loudly to the painter.

The painter simply said: "Okay, add another 0 yuan!"

"0 hundred? You..."

"Forget it, Yan Zhui, he has figured out that we really want to paint, so he is the only painter in the area to set up a stall. People who sell solitary food are indeed qualified to raise prices." Shen Yun The gesture meant something, and her beautiful eyes squinted at the painter, smiling faintly.

Yan Zui is also a businessman, how could he not understand this truth? He immediately burst into laughter. Since Yunzi likes it, let alone 0, he is willing to spend the money even if it is more.

"Okay, 0 is 0, a total of 300 yuan, please draw quickly."

"OK" the painter whistled proudly and immediately started painting again.

In fact, there is no need to draw again, just take the previous one and make a photocopy. However, both Yan Zui and Shen Yunzi are people who pay more attention to details, and the photocopies are always not as authentic as the live paintings. Let the painter draw another one. , the background is the same, but the expressions and movements of the characters are different. In the future, she and Yan Zhui will each keep one, and it will be particularly interesting to take it out and look at it.

This painter is indeed like what Shen Yunzi said. He can tell at a glance that Yan Zui is wearing a famous brand. And he obviously loves the woman next to him and wants them to draw a sketch together. Such thoughts are sweet and innocent. Like many people in love, if you are intoxicated in love and don't take the opportunity to knock him out, wouldn't it look like you are stupid?

The young painter was in a good mood, probably because he had been taken advantage of. You know, two paintings only cost 20 yuan to paint, but Yan Zui spent 300 yuan to paint two paintings. This painter sometimes painted two paintings in one day. I can’t make 300...

"The painting is done!" the painter said cheerfully.

Yan Zui and Shen Yunzi looked at each other and smiled, then walked over to see how the painting went.

Both of them widened their eyes. I have to say that it was really surprising to meet such a high-level painter in such a quaint town.

"Awesome!" Shen Yunzi admired from the bottom of his heart, not praising the person in the painting, but praising the artist's extraordinary painting skills.

Sketching seems simple, but it is also a major test of the artist's level. If you don't have some real materials, how can you be embarrassed to use them to make a living? And this artist's painting skills are not just as basic as making a living. His two paintings just now, The level obviously surpassed the samples he put on the stall. It made people feel more and more mysterious that this painter was a bit mysterious. He obviously had a higher level, but why did he only show it in these two paintings? Also, when Yan Zui opened his mouth, he said When he answered in English, he used Chinese. Why did he deliberately raise the price?

Yan Zui was shrewd, his eyes moved from the painting to the painter's face, and with a cold look between his brows, he handed over the 300 yuan.

The painter didn't take the money. Yan Zui's hand just touched the sketch, but he couldn't take it out of the painter's hand. The other party squeezed it tightly.

"What do you mean?" Yan Zhui asked displeasedly.

"Haha, don't be nervous, I just suddenly felt that this sketch is my amazing work, and I am a little reluctant to sell it." The artist smiled wildly, and his young face was half blocked by black-rimmed glasses, making it difficult to see his true expression.

Yan Zhui was completely angry. This man was obviously teasing on purpose! He was neurotic!

But Yan Zhui is not a stupid person. At this moment, he was also alert. His elegant temperament disappeared instantly and was replaced by a harsh one: "Why are you doing this? Did we ever know each other?"

Yes, Yan Zhui had to think about this, otherwise how could he explain a stranger teasing him for no reason?

Shen Yunzi also noticed that something was wrong. She frowned and looked at the strange young man in front of her with a scrutinizing gaze: "Forget it if you rip it off, you don't even want to give us the painting now, how can you be so dishonest in business?"

"Haha, it's so funny. Your nervous look is more exciting than the painting! Why are you staring at me like this? It's not friendly at all! I don't know you, and I don't want to take away these two paintings. I'm just...too idle. I'm bored, I'm just teasing you, hahaha..." The young painter smiled respectfully, ignoring Yan Zhui's dark face and the angry gaze of the beautiful woman.

Shen Yunzi held the painting in his hand, smiled sweetly, and said to Yan Zhui with a little comfort: "Don't be angry. Maybe some people will become neurotic in the end when they engage in art. We can't be like him." Come on... Let's go and eat!"

Shen Yunzi is Yan Zui's goddess. With just a few words, she can make Yan Zui forget the little unpleasantness just now.

Glancing at the painter coldly, Yan Zhui said nothing more, holding Shen Yunzi's hand, and the two walked away talking and laughing, as if the scene just now had never happened.

However, although Yan Zui did not look back, he could still feel two scorching gazes following him behind him... Did he really not recognize the painter? A trace of doubt flashed through Yan Zui's mind. But he did not want to be influenced by others. Mood. The time now is so rare, he must cherish and enjoy every moment with Shen Yunzi.

The days in this small town are extremely relaxing, peaceful and beautiful, and you can hardly feel the passage of time. Yan Zui and Shen Yunzi go out together every day, just like a couple. They have a tacit understanding not to mention anyone or something. , enjoying the leisurely fun...

However, people far away in City C are not as comfortable as the two of them...

The Yan family's mansion is still as dull as usual. In this beautiful and quiet courtyard, laughter and laughter are rarely heard, but a lot of gossip can be heard.

When there is no call from the old man, the people in each room eat out or at home. Each room has its own servants who specialize in cooking. They each have different tastes and preferences. Some like big fish and meat, and some like big fish and meat. They like to eat lightly, some can't eat sweets, and some don't like jealousy and peppercorns... Except in front of the old man, they don't dare to be picky, and they are not easy to take care of at home.

The second aunt, Yan Qifang, was nagging again after the meal. She was dissatisfied that the servant put pepper powder in the dishes today. Her nagging attitude gave everyone a headache when they saw her. Her husband was too lazy to pay attention to her, and his son was quite helpless when he saw it. He knew Why has my mother been so angry these past two days...

Sun Shaoyang is a sunny boy when he is not wearing a suit and tie. He holds his mother's hand and flatters her with a friendly smile: "Mom, let's go for a walk in the garden. Walking more after meals is good for digestion."

"You kid, are you saying I'm fat?" Yan Qifang glared deliberately, but actually smiled, and followed her son's footsteps downstairs. It was rare that her son came back from the branch in a neighboring city for the weekend, so she was actually quite happy.

"Mom, I will fight anyone who says you are fat! My mother is called rich and noble!" Sun Shaoyang's righteous words made Yan Qifang laugh.

Sun Shaoyang is very filial, so it is no wonder that Yan Qifang will do his best to plan for his son. He hopes that he can be reused by the old man and that he can control the company like Yan Jiyun.

At the beginning of dusk, the Yan family mansion looked somewhat solemn in the dim light. There were dots of lights shining through the one-thousand-square-meter house. The garden was silent, and the gourd-shaped pond gave off an orange light.

You can see fish swimming and playing inside.

Yan Qifang and his son were walking by the pond, chatting about everyday things, but they couldn't get away from the issue that Yan Qifang was most concerned about.

"Shaoyang, Yan Zui is not at home recently. You have to work harder and work harder. It would be best if your grandpa can transfer you back to the company headquarters... It would be great if you could replace Yan Zui's position." Yan Qifang said

She didn't have enough confidence to say this. She knew that this was not an easy task.

Shaoyang's face stiffened, and he smiled awkwardly: "Mom... you also know that my abilities are limited, and I'm afraid... I'm afraid I will disappoint you. Last time, because of the warehouse matter, grandpa said that I didn't think well. Fortunately, Brother Jiyun

The warehouse has been moved, otherwise..."

"Shaoyang!" Yan Qifang's face sank and his expression was solemn: "You can't look down on yourself so much. Your abilities are limited. Haven't you heard that hard work can make up for weakness? Who is born to be a businessman? Doesn't it all depend on the hard work he acquires?

Practice and cultivate? Your goal now is to find a way to transfer back to the headquarters to replace Yan Zui. This is your great opportunity. If you miss it, Mom will not forgive you!"

Sun Shaoyang's sunny smile immediately became forced, but he couldn't bear to disobey his mother's instructions, let alone make her angry.

"Mom, you will get wrinkles when you are angry. You are so serious. We are just out for a walk! Don't worry, I will definitely work hard to be transferred back to the headquarters as soon as possible!"

"Well, this is my good son!" Yan Qifang's expression softened when she heard Shaoyang readily agreed.

Shaoyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and changed the topic at the right time. After a while, he heard the mother and son laughing again.

Some people laugh and some people are sad.

Not far away, there was a woman standing next to the flower house. She was also out for a walk, but she was not accompanied by her son like Yan Qifang. She was alone. She accidentally heard the conversation between Yan Qifang and her son just now, and Shen Rong felt in her heart

Angry and anxious.

Look, what she was worried about came to light so quickly!
To be continued...