The wealthy bride of the cold CEO

Chapter 160 Memories - Reunion

Looking around involuntarily,

In a trance, I felt that the traces of sitting on the opposite side were still there.

By the window, and your smile is still so bright.

But everything is just an illusion, an illusion of the past.

Three years can change a lot. The boyfriend Yun Luoli was waiting for finally appeared in the lives of their mother and daughter. The Irish man named Lan Jinglun finally found his two beloved women.

Three years, drinking sweet macchiato, watching the cars coming and going outside the window, thinking of three years ago...

Three years ago, that parting day.

Looking at the sky, the plane in the sky disappeared farther and farther into the sky. She left the city with the pain and sadness for him. For Leng Lie, this is a kind of hope, I hope she can He lived a happy life again, but it was also a kind of suffering. She no longer appeared in his vision, and he couldn't even see if she was okay. He couldn't visit her secretly anymore, because she was no longer in this city.

But how many of her backs appeared in the city, grabbed every one of them, and found that it was not her. It turned out that she was really gone, and had disappeared into his world. Palely, he found that the world without her, It becomes black and white.

Returning to Leng's house like crazy, when Leng Lie flew back to Leng's house, nothing changed in Leng's house, everyone just returned to the original track. Originally, the people waiting for the door disappeared, and the smiles in the courtyard disappeared. The sound is gone, the smell of biscuits in the kitchen is gone, the figure in the studio is gone, and he opens the door and enters the studio.

Looking coldly at the painting "Family" still displayed in the center of the studio, this is Xia Qing's last painting at Leng's house. How much moved and expected the family has brought him, he opened the white canvas, oil painting But the color has not faded because of three years, touching that beautiful face, Crescent Moon's eyes curved into arcs, she smiled happily in the middle of the calla lilies, his cheeks became soft and warm under Xia Qing's pen , the child among them is even more adorable like an angel.

"Xin'er, Dad's Xin'er, Dad is sorry for you..." Leng Lie picked up the painting and hugged it in his arms, but he had already fallen into the corner, "Xin'er, Xin'er, Dad, I dare not look at you, I am afraid When I see you, I think of your pain, I think of my mother’s pain, it’s all my father’s fault, everything is my father’s fault!” The man’s tears permeated the canvas of the oil painting.

Hugging this picture of a family coldly, she has been lingering in pain. Xia Qing left, but she did not take away her family, because this family has already been torn apart, and her heart is gone. And Xia Qing also separated, the once warm family no longer exists.

"My Tianqing, Tianqing, my heart, my heart..." The two most important women in his life left him with the wind, and he found coldly that after losing Xia Qing, it was as if his soul had been withdrawn The body is the same, so this is love.

Leng Leng walked into the bedroom. The bedroom was cleaned up. She didn't leave anything behind, as if she had never been here. In the closet, all the clothes were taken away, and on the dressing table, all the skin care products were left. She was taken away, and her breath in the room was taken away.What's left?They are all deserted, deserted rooms, without Wu Nong's soft words, without the scent of water###, I gather my body together, and find that it is abnormally cold, and put the family's paintings on the bedside, from now on, only this A painting to accompany myself.

Seeing a diamond ring lying peacefully on the bedside table, she kept the wedding ring, which meant that she didn't want to take away everything that belonged to the marriage. Picking up this ring, Leng Leng seemed to be able to touch the temperature of the wedding ring It is the warmth left by her. I remember that on the wedding day, when he put the ring on her finger, he never thought about what it would be like when she took it off. It was lost and never found again. Brilliant, it loses its value when it is separated from the fingers.Holding the ring tightly in his hand, the hardness of the diamond cut his palm deeply.

He wanted to recall every smile of Xia Qing, but found that there was not even a decent wedding photo between them. He insisted not to take wedding photos at the beginning. Until today, he would want to record everything about her and think about it over and over again.

In the huge bedroom, after losing Xia Qing, there is no warmth. Here, they used to be happy, hugged, and flirted with each other on this bed. The past between them has disappeared at this moment. Like a bubble, it shatters with the slightest touch.

It turns out that the world of love is huge,

Big enough to hold all the past.

It turns out the world is small.

Going around, still staying in place.

Holding the wedding ring around his neck coldly, the ring still has the original breath with the body temperature, and found that he was still in the coffee shop. It has been three years, three years, and he is still stuck in the memories of three years ago.

"Leng Lie, let's go! At the beginning...you and Tian Qing..." Yun Luoli looked at the back of Leng Lie leaving lonely, and said that love is something that hurts people, and Leng Lie is the man who hurt Xia Qing , but Yun Luoli still couldn't believe that a man came here without change for three years, full of longing, which made her feel that infatuation hurts others, but Bei Yuning told her time and time again that this man was The man who hurt Xia Qing the most, made her leave.

"Thank you for your macchiato!" It's always like this, listening to others hesitate to speak, but what can I change?It's been three years, Tianqing, how are you doing?Have you started a new life abroad?

Back at Leng's house, it was still cold, Zhang's mother arranged for Leng Lie to prepare something to eat, and Leng Lie simply ate and went to the bedroom to rest.

The next day was a rare holiday. Thinking of it, I took the ticket for the [Listen to the Sunny Sky] art exhibition and went there. Today, Leng Lie was wearing a white shirt with the neckline slightly open, and the light gray slim-fitting suit made his face look different. Indifferently, he pinned the crystal yellow cuff buttons on the outside of the shirt, opened the cuff buttons of the shirt, and put on the same style of trousers.

The scale of the Shanghai Art Hall is relatively large, divided into two floors, and today's exhibition has taken over the entire Shanghai Art Hall. I think investors value this art exhibition.

At nine o'clock, listening to the sunny art exhibition officially kicked off. At ten o'clock, I arrived at the art hall coldly. Although I didn't see the wonderful opening ceremony, there were countless people coming and going.

When I entered the Shanghai Art Hall, I saw a painting displayed at the entrance of the hall. It was the same as the painting on the ticket stub, but the area was enlarged. Sure enough, the contrast between the blue sea and the white seagulls was warm. And vast.

Walking into the art exhibition and looking at it from a distance, the style of the paintings is warmer, especially blue, which is said to be melancholy, but in this author's pen, the blue is clear and warm, and the feeling of wanton interlacing with the sun, It's like being in the middle of heaven and earth.

Slowly approaching each painting is like reading a series of stories, each painting contains a story, such as the plane trees in Paris, the carriages by the Seine, the streets of London, or the streets of Prague. White doves are flying everywhere in the small square. In her paintings, they are warm and unrestrained, without sadness or pain. Perhaps this is the reason why everyone likes her paintings.

Walking and walking, there are a lot of people looking at the painting in front of me, and the coldness also goes away. There is a huge painting. It is said that this is the work of the soul of the author. It is different from other paintings. Yes, this painting uses extremely bold colors, fiery gold and bright red coquettishly intertwined, raging fire is burning, and out of the raging fire, flying out is a phoenix. The phoenix has sharp eyes, feathers and wings, agilely The leaping posture reveals its strength.See the name of the famous painting in the lower right corner called "Rebirth from the Ashes".This is how life experience can draw such a meaningful painting.

Well-known people are discussing why in this oil painting, the feathers can be seen to be shining, which is an effect that pigments cannot achieve.The narrator of the venue introduced: "Summer uses a unique silt in textile pigments to complete this painting, so this effect can be achieved, just like fireflies. If it is night here, the painting will It will still show the light of the day, but if it is night, it will make the phoenix feel lifelike, just like being reborn from the sea of ​​fire!"

They all linger on this painting unsatisfactorily, and so does Leng Lie.He saw a figure in this painting, a strong figure, and wanted to own this painting inexplicably.After everyone dispersed, he stepped forward coldly, and involuntarily stroked the oil painting with his hands. The lines of the painting were so clear, as clear as the strokes he was more or less familiar with.A feeling of deja vu came to my heart.

"Hello, I see that this gentleman likes it very much. We sell all the paintings here. If you like it, you can order it from our studio!" The narrator said coldly.

"Really? I want to buy it, but I want to meet this artist, is that okay?" He asked coldly, he wanted to know what kind of artist could paint this painting reborn from the ashes so vividly.

"Sir, do you need to think about it? Of all the paintings here, this painting is the most expensive. Its starting price is 300 million, so many lovers are discouraged!" The narrator continued.

"Really? I think it's worth it. It deserves more value. Its value is far from being measured by price!" The best work in the exhibition.

"Okay, I'll go and ask Summer to come over, please wait, sir!" The narrator immediately went to invite the painter, and when Summer appeared, he looked up coldly and saw her white sweater and beige long skirt, Ear-length short hair, black eyes, what is flowing out?Is it indifferent or strange, his vision is already blurred, Leng Lie can't believe his eyes, the woman standing in front of him is clearly the lingering woman who appeared in the dream, her long black and beautiful hair is gone, just Like the relationship between them, it no longer exists, and she, with a thin figure, is even more emaciated than three years ago.

"Tianqing..." Finally, the name she had been calling out in her heart was called out in her blank eyes, and she stood in front of her without saying a word.

Yes, she, Xia Qing came back, she thought she was already summer, she thought she had so much courage to face the reunion between them, but the moment she saw him, she felt that her will collapsed Yes, his face is so haggard. His face, which was originally delicate every day, has a scruffy beard. Although he feels that he has matured a lot after having a beard, it is not suitable for him. He shouldn't be like this. You shouldn't see so much decadence on your face.He didn't look like a resolute president, but rather a wandering painter. Before he left three years ago, she knew that he had married Su Ruoying. Three years ago, the man she tried to forget was standing in front of her right now.