domesticated vicious dog

Chapter 22

When the words fell to the ground, a sense of loss fell on Su Deng's heart at the same time.

Sunflower is indeed a niche website, and it is short-lived. She can often see all kinds of jasmines painted by Lu Manman on it, but since she left, Sunflower closed down soon after.

Comrades are of the same heart, and they also know Sunflower, Su Dengning looks at the person who is as warm as light in front of him. He obviously met by chance, but with a familiar aura, so is it possible for him to know her mother's paintings, and even know her whereabouts?
The next moment, Su Deng felt that he was whimsical, and laughed at himself.

How can there be such a coincidence in the world?

Before they knew it, it was already 03:30 in the afternoon when the two of them had lunch and admired all the paintings and walked to the entrance of the exhibition hall.

Su Deng still had something to say in his heart, but the continuous rain outside broke into his eyes.

"It's actually raining," she said.

Song Changjin looked down at his cell phone, but didn't answer immediately. After nearly a minute, he raised his head and said that he had something to do suddenly.

Su Deng originally wanted a contact information, but seeing his anxious face, he didn't say anything, just thanked him softly.

Doubt appeared on Song Changjin's face.

Su Deng smiled, "Thank you for letting me understand that sentence. Some people in the world, when they meet for the first time, it's a long-lost reunion."

Song Changjin curled the corner of his mouth like ripples on the surface of a lake, "Perhaps, have you ever thought that we should have done this long ago."

After all, he stepped into the rain holding a black umbrella and waved goodbye to her.

"Su Deng, I am very happy to meet you at the art exhibition today."

"We'll see you again."

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"The number you dialed is busy, please try again later..."

The mechanical female voice came again coldly on the phone, and Jiang Zhou anxiously switched back to the chat interface, but there was still no message on it.

3 minute later.

Jiang Zhou got out of the taxi in a hurry, held an umbrella and ran towards the exhibition hall, talking on the phone while running, looking around.

Just as he was approaching the door, he suddenly saw a woman in a blue dress and a white dress standing there, the building extending outward above her head shielded her from the rain.She walked back and forth with her phone held up to her ear.

"The number you dialed is busy, please try again later..."

Jiang Zhou took a deep breath, turned off the screen, and the boulder hanging in his heart crashed down.

"Then I'll tell you directly, I want to leave, there is no door, see if I will get on the plane on the 10th!"

Su Deng angrily hung up the phone, saw the panting visitor, and said bluntly, "Su Tanmo wants to send me to country A."

Suddenly, Jiang Zhou felt like his tired body was stepping on the void, and if he was not careful, he would fall into the endless abyss.

He heard his dry voice, "Why?"

Su Deng briefly explained the ins and outs, but concealed the description that Gu's mother and son may have caused this incident.

There is no doubt that she still hates them, but she wants to see people, and she wants to see dead bodies. As long as Su Tanmo doesn't directly explain the reason to her, she will never sit down and die by that terrible guess:

When she was six years old, her biological mother abandoned her; when she was six years old, her biological father wanted to send her away.

The two people who brought her into this world chose to leave one after another. This is the greatest negation of Su Deng's whole person, and it is tantamount to putting her established self and personality in a chess game where she is facing an enemy.

"I thought he was just too lazy to care about me, but I didn't expect him to hate me so much..." Speaking of this, a sense of powerlessness welled up in Su Deng's heart.

"Then...will you leave?" Jiang Zhou asked in a low voice, his eyes sunken in the shadow of his hair.

"Can I not go?" Self-mockery appeared on Su Deng's face, "...I don't know, but you and I both know what kind of person Su Tanmo is. Which one didn't come true."

The summer was windy and windy, and there was still residual heat in the air, but Jiang Zhou felt a chill rising out of nowhere in his bones and blood.

It was a long time before he heard his own voice, "If...you can go abroad for further study, it would be a good thing, maybe you can pick up the paintbrush again..."

Jiang Zhou will always remember the beautiful appearance of five-year-old Su Deng holding a solo independent art exhibition, wearing a tulle white dress, with black hair trimmed with silver wheat ears, painting on the stage beautifully, the pen in her little hand seemed to have Fairly magical.

His little girl, his princess, his talented painter, how could he not know how much she loves painting and longs to pick up the brush one day?
"Jiang Zhou!" The girl's sharp voice interrupted him, her eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe what she heard.

"It's your choice, isn't it?"

Jiang Zhou seemed to have lost his expression control, his lips moved slightly, and he tried his best to say something, but he only uttered one word.

"……Yes."

"Okay, okay." Su Deng nodded, his eyes were slightly red, and he stepped back, "Then it will be as you wish, but we have nothing to do with each other anymore."

As she said that, she was about to rush into the rain curtain, but the moment she was about to run, her wrist was grabbed by a strong force.

Hope ignited in his heart, Su Deng turned his head, but heard Jiang Zhou say: "It's raining heavily, I'll see you where you are going."

Hope turned into anger in an instant, Su Deng struggled hard, but found that the strength on his wrist was like steel.

She punched and kicked, "Get out, I told you to get out, I told you that we are fine, did you hear that?"

"What is this doing?"

"The man is handsome and the woman is beautiful, it must be a young couple quarreling."

"..."

Seeing that the crowd of onlookers was getting more and more, and some people even picked up the mobile phone to record the video, Jiang Zhou decisively opened the umbrella to cover the people who were still struggling, and led her into the rain screen.

On the road, he raised his hand to hail a taxi, and pushed her into it regardless of her resistance.

The driver in front saw that the girl in the rearview mirror had been punching and kicking the man with great movements, so he couldn't help but say, "Hey, little girl, what about driving? Fighting in the car, is it going to die?"

Su Deng shouted: "Uncle, put me down, I don't know him!"

Seeing this, Jiang Zhou grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms, "This is my girlfriend, she wants to break up with me when she gets angry, Dengdeng, be good..."

Su Deng saw that he couldn't get away from the life and death struggle, and his mind was exhausted, so he had to stick to the man's hot chest reluctantly.

The driver looked at the scene and said cheerfully: "Young man, listen to my uncle's advice. My uncle has lived most of his life. The strength of a man is for outsiders. He should coax his daughter-in-law well, otherwise, If you don’t coax, others will hook you away.”

Jiang Zhong said with a smile: "Uncle, you are right." Then he lowered his head and softened his tone to the person in his arms, saying all kinds of nice words.

Su Deng couldn't move, feeling that he was being strangled by fate, and almost vomited out the overnight meal.

After about 15 minutes.

Jiang Zhou thanked him, took Su Deng out of the car, and walked to the hospital.

In the green channel.

The light was dark, with only the faint green light trembling at her feet, Su Deng's skirt was wet, and the wind blew, making her shiver.

(End of this chapter)