Wife Capture: Leng Mei Boss loves to the bone

Luo Ruchen leaned against the table and slowly closed his eyes.

The closed magazine was opened, Luo Ruchen opened his eyes and stared at the photo.

To be precise, he was staring at the woman in the photo.

The eyes are attached, but there is a bit of unwillingness.

This unwillingness to fate made Huangfu Qing a little surprised.

Luo Ruchen didn't stay with the person he loved deeply, perhaps because his family didn't agree, or for other reasons.

But judging from the Luo Ruchen he knew, he might not give up this love by yielding to the outside world like this.

So, what is the reason why they are not together.

Luo Ruchen carried a certain kind of depression.

Huangfuqing tried to ease the suffocating atmosphere, and said with a smile, "I said you know so much about photography, how could there be no photos published? It turns out that you used a pseudonym."

"She is my girlfriend, and also my wife." Luo Ruchen took Huangfuqing's words and said to himself, her voice was a little low, with deep sadness, which made Huangfuqing feel a little distressed.

After hearing this, Huangfu was slightly taken aback.

I have never heard Luo Ruchen talk about the past, and I always thought he would not talk about it.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, he accidentally found a photo of his ex-girlfriend.

Whether it was intentional or not, Huangfu Qing no longer wanted to know.

Because, the curiosity about the past between them and the sour jealousy in the heart dispelled all other thoughts.

I want to know what kind of ability that woman can make Luo Ruchen think about her for so long.

A cold voice slowly resounded in the air.

"Her name is Wen Xin."

Huangfu nodded affectionately.

Wen Xin, this name is really nice and warms people's hearts.

"When I met Wen Xin, I was still studying and hadn't taken over the family business. At that time, I loved photography very much. I traveled to almost every corner of the world, hoping to find the best scenery and take the best pictures in the world. photo."

"But I failed again and again because no matter how hard I tried, the photo I took was just a painted picture without any emotion."

Huangfu expresses his affection for this point. Humanistic photos emphasize emotion, just like acting. The actors have to put themselves into the role, and the rendered characters will be provocative and infect others. The same is true for photography.

This is especially true when taking humanistic photos.

And those natural scenes are much simpler than this.

The highest state of a photographer is to let the characters in the photos endow with souls, real souls.

"Until I met Wen Xin."

Huangfu sat up straight, looked at Luo Ruchen, listened quietly without making a sound.

"During that time, I was depressed because I couldn't take good photos. I went to a remote mountain village to relax and broaden my horizons."

"You may ask me, why did I choose to marry a remote mountain village instead of a world famous place of interest?"

Huangfu shook his head. "No, for photographers, under the lens, there is no regional difference, only the expression of emotion."

"Yes, so I didn't choose those noisy places of interest, but went to a small mountain village with few people."

"At that time, I was depressed, and I was walking casually. Suddenly, I heard the sound of reading aloud with a child's voice. That kind of pure sound seemed to be able to purify people's restless mind, so I walked along the sound."