Huo Yanzheng did not dare to look at Chu Wan again. The gentleness and bright smile on her face stung him hard, making his heart ache.

"Yan Zheng, don't you look at what I drew?" Although Huo Yan Zheng's current reaction was not within Chu Wan's expectation, Chu Wan was not panicked.

Although Huo Yanzheng seemed angry, it didn't matter. She believed that he would calm down after he saw her paintings.

Huo Yanzheng looked out the window. Through the clean and bright floor-to-ceiling windows, the green color of the garden came into his eyes, which made the irritability bursting out of his heart calm down.

Huo Yanzheng did not look back at Chu Wan, his flawless side face was cold and cold, showing a touch of awe-inspiring sharpness. He seemed not interested and said casually: "I think I'd better stop looking, I'm not curious.

"

Now that everyone knows what she drew, he won't be curious anymore.

If you don’t look at it, you can still deceive yourself and others.

See, he can't even maintain the illusion of self-deception.

"Have you guessed what I drew?" Chu Wanming's eyes were white and her lips were red. Since Huo Yanzheng was not curious, it seemed that he knew what she was drawing.

"So what if I didn't guess it, so what if I guessed it." Huo Yanzheng looked indifferent. After careful consideration, he could still taste the faint sourness, "Compared to guessing, I would rather not have guessed."

If you hadn’t guessed, you wouldn’t have had to suffer like this.

Huo Yanzheng put his big hand on the back of the sofa, and his strength gradually increased, and he actually scratched deep marks, but he didn't know it.

"Come, Yan Zheng, come and take a look." Although Huo Yanzheng's tone was very soft, almost nonchalant, Chu Wan could hear the heaviness in his words, and she felt an inexplicable heartache.

Even though Huo Yanzheng looked stern and showed no emotion, Chu Wan could still feel the low and horrifying aura surrounding him.

Chu Wan held his big hand that was gripping the back of the sofa and deliberately teased him, "Relax your hand. If you keep exerting such force, our sofa will need to be replaced with a new one."

Huo Yanzheng ignored Chu Wan's teasing and sighed, "Wan Wan, why do you insist on doing this?"

Why expose the bloody facts, and why should Chu Wan be so cruel to him.

Chu Wan turned the drawing over and faced Huo Yanzheng, wanting to show it to him, but she saw that he showed a lack of interest and even avoided her eyes.

Suddenly, Chu Wan's high mood finally gave way. She lowered her eyes and looked a little lonely, "Since you don't want to see it, I won't force you. I don't want to do anything that makes you feel forced."

Chu Wan let go of the hand on the back of Huo Yanzheng's hand and turned her back. She looked at the painting in her hand, pursed her red lips and said, "I originally thought you would like it, but it turns out that's not the case. I painted this."

I have put a lot of effort and emotion into the finished product for several days..." But I never thought that Huo Yanzheng wouldn't even look at it.

She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but she didn't complain at all.

"But it doesn't matter. If you don't want to see it now, then don't see it. If you want to see it someday, I'll show it to you." Chu Wan didn't want to force him, so she could only follow his idea, "This

At this time, you should be going to the study, Yan Zheng, you go to work."

As for her, she wanted to spend some time in the studio.

However, just as she was about to leave, her slender white wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone.

Chu Wan didn't know why, but stopped going to the studio.

"Give me the painting." After all, he still relented. He couldn't bear to see her disappointed. After Huo Yanzheng struggled for a while, he chose to give in as usual and was willing to bow to her.

Even if you don't want to face it, you still have to face it.

No matter how cruel the truth is, he has experienced it personally. Now it is just the same road. He needs to walk it again. There is nothing he cannot accept.

"I have painted with all my heart, trying every possible means to paint you perfectly, but even so, the you I sketched with my brush still cannot fully express your handsomeness and excellence on the drawing paper."

No matter how lifelike he is in the painting, it is not as vivid as the person in front of him.

His unique noble and noble temperament is extremely difficult to describe.

His handsomeness and excellence are not enough to be fully expressed in such a square-inch painting.

However, she has tried her best.

I have tried my best to paint the most perfect version of him in my heart.

At this moment, Huo Yanzheng's big hand that took over the drawing suddenly stiffened, and he stopped stiffly in mid-air. His dark pupils shrank, and his face looked astonished and full of surprise.

He really didn't expect that the person she painted was him.

He was sure he heard correctly, but could what she said be true?

He once glanced at the person in the painting. At that time, the painting was not completed. He only saw a rough outline and concluded that the person she painted was Luo Zhibin.

If what she said was true, then from beginning to end, he was wrong, guessed wrong, and misinterpreted her meaning.

Huo Yanzheng seemed to be shocked. He was stunned on the spot unexpectedly. What echoed in his ears over and over again was what Chu Wan had just said.

After a long time, Huo Yanzheng finally found his voice, "Is it me you drew?"

The words were still full of disbelief.

"Of course it's you." Chu Wan's eyes were straightforward and calm. She responded to Huo Yanzheng with a smile. When she heard that Huo Yanzheng was willing to look at her paintings, her mood began to improve. "The people in the paintings were painted by me one stroke at a time.

I will not admit my mistake."

Huo Yanzheng lowered his eyes and looked at the person in the painting as if seeking confirmation. With just one glance, his thoughts were fixed and his gaze was fixed on it.

It's really him.

The person she painted was indeed him.

"How could it be me?"

Huo Yanzheng didn't seem to understand how the person in this painting could be him. He knew that painting was one of Chu Wan's few hobbies. She would draw one whenever she had something to do. However, in the countless paintings in the past, they all

There was never a trace of him.

Chu Wan said bluntly: "The moment I picked up the brush, I thought of you."

But as early as in the previous life, the decision to paint a picture for Huo Yanzheng had already been made.

The subsequent paintings were just a matter of course.

"I used to think that no matter what time, you would never think of me." He was never in her eyes and heart, so how could she think of him? Huo Yanzheng realized this very clearly.

But fortunately, everything seems to be slightly different now.

What was once a wishful thinking is gradually becoming a reality.

"Even if you are no longer by my side, I will still think of you from time to time, but you don't know it."

Chu Wan hugged Huo Yanzheng's lean and muscular waist with her hands, her mind wandering slightly. She pressed tightly against Huo Yanzheng's chest, feeling his strong and rhythmic heartbeat ringing in her ears like thunder.
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