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Chapter 2 How about returning to China?

At midnight, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and deafening thunder rumbled.

Huang Renxuan was awakened by the thunder. She raised her head from Ouyang Huan's strong chest, and his body was pressed against hers. Seeing that Ouyang Huan was sleeping deeply, she gently pulled away his hand from holding her.

Huang Renxuan sat sideways on the edge of the bed. After confirming again that he was sleeping deeply, she got out of the bed and tiptoed out of the bedroom with bare feet.

The living room was dark, she did not turn on the lights, opened the curtains, and looked at the Lisbon night in the rainy night with a sense of loss. At this moment, Lisbon was no longer brightly lit and the night was bright.

In the early summer season of June with a Mediterranean climate, the first rain always came late but fell wildly. The rain gradually pattered and washed the thick ink-like sky, and the sound of rain slowly penetrated into her hazy heart, but

It was difficult to dilute her worries.

In 2013, a shocking case of serial rape of young girls occurred in Linnan City. 13 young girls were raped by a perverted murderer. 12 of them were raped and murdered with extremely cruel methods. Only one girl was sexually assaulted.

, and narrowly escaped.

The girl who narrowly escaped death was Huang Renxuan.

Huang Renxuan couldn't help but recall that Duan Qingwei said he would protect herself. Not only did he fail to fulfill his promise, she also suffered a disaster in her life because of his fault. Now he has become a criminal police officer to protect others. In Huang Renxuan's view, all this is

A sarcasm to oneself.

At this moment, an idea suddenly came to her mind.

Huang Renxuan didn't notice that Ouyang Huan was standing at the door of the bedroom looking at her. Her back was mottled in the night, and Ouyang Huan's tall and tall figure seemed to be hiding in the shadowy dark forest, making the surrounding atmosphere cold and compelling.

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"I won't let anyone else have you." Ouyang Huan looked at Huang Renxuan's back and said secretly.

The next morning, the weather in Lisbon was sunny.

When the morning sun crossed the horizon and the early morning sunlight shone in through the gaps in the curtains, Huang Renxuan opened her eyes and looked around blankly for a while before her thoughts calmed down. She turned over and looked at her phone for a while, and the slight movement made the sleeping person beside her

The man also woke up and yawned, "Are you awake so early? Aren't you going to sleep for a while?" Ouyang Huan's voice was still low and hoarse with a lazy tone.

"Let me tell you something, I plan to return to China."

These words made Ouyang Huan wake up instantly.

He looked at her in astonishment, filled with a strong sense of insecurity in his heart, and asked with some annoyance: "Why do you suddenly want to return to China? That matter... have you really let go of it? Is it because of someone?"

"

Huang Renxuan was a little surprised. She looked at Ouyang Huan's face and said calmly: "Since I went abroad when I was 18, I haven't returned to China for seven years. Over the years, only my father has occasionally come to Lisbon to see me. I

It’s not because of other people that you think about returning to China, but what are you worrying about?”

She doesn't care what she says.

Ouyang Huan lay beside her and murmured in a low voice: "Your parents have been divorced for so many years, and they have started a new family. If you go back to China, have you thought about who you will live with? If you go back rashly like this, you will end up with a new family."

It will make things difficult for them. Why don't you stay with me in Lisbon and I will take good care of you..."

"I have decided to return to China, and no one can stop me. Just like when I left that sad place resolutely, no one could stop me."

Ouyang Huan suddenly felt that Huang Renxuan next to him was like a kite with its string broken. No matter how hard he tried to hold it, he could not keep it. His hand that was originally on her shoulder finally fell down quietly.

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His eyes showed a sad and haggard look, and he looked at her dejectedly, "Then you have returned to China, but what about me? Who do I mean to you? You just have the heart to leave me here alone..."

Huang Renxuan smiled sweetly, stroked Ouyang Huan's hair like a child, and said calmly: "It's not like I won't go back to Lisbon after I return to China. The apartment I live in now was bought for me by my father. I want to come back."

It's an easy thing, I haven't left you, there's nothing to make you sad."

"Renxuan... let's get married!"

Huang Renxuan was so horrified by Ouyang Huan's words that she turned pale with shock. There was a bitter smile on her lips that she was not aware of. She subconsciously avoided it and turned her head away, remaining silent.

After a long while, she said slowly and softly: "This is too sudden... I haven't thought about getting married yet, I'm sorry..."

"Then besides me, do you have any other choice?" Ouyang Huan suppressed his anger, and there was uncontrollable pain in his eyes.

Huang Renxuan looked at his frosty eyes as if she were looking right through her. That look made her a little frightened and stunned. She did not dare to look him in the face and did not respond to him.

Ouyang Huan held her face in his hands, and with a worried look on his face, he said to her in a submissive tone: "I don't trust you to go back alone. Now either you marry me, or you agree for me to return to China with you, or you don't

Trying to stop me."

"If you come back to China with me, what will happen to your job?"

"My brother is responsible for the management of the family business in Lisbon, and I am an assistant at most. It won't be a problem if I return to China. The only one I can rely on for my financial support is my father... But don't worry, I will have no problem raising you.

Who made my heart taken away by you? You must be responsible for me."

"Master Ouyang...you are really a loser!"

Huang Renxuan couldn't resist Ouyang Huan, so she reluctantly nodded and agreed to return to China with him.

Ouyang Huan looked at the clock on the bedside table, got up to get dressed, kissed her cheek, and said, "Be good, listen to me. I'm going to work now."

Huang Renxuan called him out urgently, and Ouyang Huan kissed her directly, trying to seal what she was going to say next, fearing that the little girl would regret it, and then said: "After get off work, I will pick you up to have dinner at Cio Chiado restaurant.

She watched Ouyang Huan leave helplessly, and suddenly felt a little depressed.

She recalled what Ouyang Huan had just said to her. She recalled that she had specifically told Duan Qingwei that she had made other girls jealous because of her relationship with him. Duan Qingwei just held her face and kissed her gently.

After a moment, he looked at her with his eyes as deep and bright as zircons, and said softly: "Then there is no other way, who made me belong to you only."

Huang Renxuan tied her hair into a bun today, wearing an irregular black shirt from yohji yamamoto, paired with a white a-line skirt and uma wang ballet shoes, and carrying ysl

Iki is wearing a black hobo bag and is dressed in a fashionable, simple and elegant outfit. She puts her hands in the pockets of her skirt and walks leisurely along the crowded streets of Lisbon's ancient city.

The city of Lisbon is built around mountains and the sea, and has the oldest trams in Europe. These trams are located throughout the city, leisurely traveling through the ancient city, passing gorgeous and elegant churches, and towering castle buildings. The trams drive over.

There was a sound of tinkling clangs, which set off the centuries-old retro buildings on the street, making people feel like they were back in the illusion of medieval Europe.

She passed various dazzling handicraft shops along the way, and finally came to a century-old medieval painting shop. The store was decorated in a traditional European wooden retro and elegant style. In the dusty window, only three portrait oil paintings were displayed.

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When she opened the door and entered the store, there was a clanking sound above the door.

The store is dark, and the strange-shaped chandeliers on the ceiling look old. There are baroque-style display cabinets, a variety of oil paintings hanging on the walls, a rotating bookshelf that stores many painting materials and papers, and an antique LV suitcase in the corner.

, there is also an ancient gramophone, and every corner of the art shop has a strong medieval atmosphere.

"Beautiful girl, are you having a good time today?" A gentle voice sounded in Huang Renxuan's ear.

An old man with golden eyes, silver hair and a beard stood in front of Huang Renxuan. When Huang Renxuan saw the owner of the painting shop, she nodded politely and smiled, "Hello."

"Last time you published an article in "Lonely Planet", you also specially introduced my painting shop. I really appreciate your recommendation." The owner of the painting shop looked at Huang Renxuan amiably.

"You're welcome, this is my honor. This painting shop was left by your grandfather, sir. The more historical stories a place has, the more people should know its charm." After saying that, she started to choose in the shop.

painting.

She saw a portrait of a girl in the corner of the display cabinet at the corner. She looked at the oil painting in front of her, and she found that the eyebrows of the girl in the portrait looked a bit like her.

The owner of the painting shop saw Huang Renxuan stopped in front of the painting, so he walked to her and introduced the story of the painting: "This painting was given to me by a young man not long ago. He said that the girl in the painting was him.

It is a pity that he traveled to Lisbon to fulfill the agreement he made with the girl when he was young. The young man kept a trace of hope, wondering whether one day the girl would come here and see this painting."

There seems to be a strange emotion touching Huang Renxuan.

"Sir, could you please give me a price for this painting? Can you sell it to me? To be honest, I once liked a boy. He told me that he liked the city of Lisbon. Later we separated and I came to Lisbon.

Studying abroad, seven years have passed in a flash..."

The painting shop owner looked at the painting, and then looked at Huang Renxuan carefully.

After a while, the owner of the painting shop stared at Huang Renxuan with his mysterious green eyes, smiled at her and said: "Since you like this painting, it is also a kind of fate. This painting

I’ll give it to you, I won’t charge you any money.”

Huang Renxuan happily accepted the gift from the owner of the painting shop.

She took the packed paintings and said goodbye to the owner of the art shop. When she was about to open the door and walk out, the owner of the art shop suddenly stopped her and said, "I wish you good luck, beautiful girl."

Under the dim light of the store, she looked around this century-old painting shop with a sense of medieval history, and then looked at the intriguing smile on the face of the painting shop owner. She suddenly had an unusual feeling, as if she was in a...
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