Sir, I will not marry!

Chapter 642 I Have Too Much Brain

Time is continuous, and your thoughts and decisions in this second are closely related to the last second.

If so, don't people just keep living in memories?

Is it really possible to throw everything away and start over in this world?

how can that be possible?
In this world, the only thing that will not betray you and follow you to death is memory!

It is because the memory cannot be betrayed. It has been five years, even though my life has been completely new, even though I have come to a brand new city, I am still not happy.

Is not it?
In the dead of night, Jiang Xiaonuan was lying on the bed, thinking stubbornly.

Then, her thoughts turned, and she thought of the handsome face of Rong Chen who was close at hand just now, and his saying that the fat will not flow to outsiders.

Suddenly, Jiang Xiaonuan felt his head was in a mess.

She frowned, turned over, rolled herself into a shrimp, and forced herself to clear her brain and fall asleep.

The next day, after breakfast, Jiang Xiaonuan followed Rong Chen out.

The two acted as if nothing had happened, and they didn't mention anything about last night.

No need to work today, Rong Chen sat back in the wheelchair again.Jiang Xiaonuan pushed him downstairs and got into her car again.

Rong Chen probably intervened. There are no reporters downstairs, and the tranquility of the past has returned.

After Jiang Xiaonuan sat in the driver's seat, Rong Chen reported his address.

Only then did Jiang Xiaonuan realize that after dinner last night, Rong Chen said that he would take her to see an art exhibition this morning.

"Why are you interested in the art exhibition?"

In order to break the awkward atmosphere between the two, Jiang Xiaonuan took the initiative to speak.

Rong Chen said: "As designers, don't you need creative inspiration? Isn't it good to accompany you to see such an art exhibition once in a while?"

Jiang Xiaonuan must have felt normal when Rong Chen said this in the past.But now...

Jiang Xiaonuan seems to have tasted some extra flavor from his words...

Is my brain too big, or...

After sleepwalking and forcibly kissing the beautiful man Rong Chen in the middle of the night the night before yesterday, Jiang Xiaonuan felt that the five-year relationship between him and him had been broken.

Coupled with the ambiguous words and deeds of the two of them in their bedroom last night, Jiang Xiaonuan didn't dare to look at Rong Chen this early in the morning.

It's like the first time a junior high school student's heart flutters towards a member of the opposite sex, and he shrinks into indescribable panic.

After this idea popped up in his mind, Jiang Xiaonuan startled himself.

What a joke.

She and Rong Chen have known each other for several years, and said that it is okay to rely on him and trust him, but the feeling between a man and a woman - how is it possible.

Jiang Xiaonuan put down all the messy thoughts in his head, and started driving with all his concentration.

The art exhibition was held on an art street in New York, and the organizer seemed to have a lot of background, so they bought the largest exhibition hall on the street and used it as an art exhibition.

Jiang Xiaonuan originally thought this was a touring exhibition of a famous painter, but when she entered the door and saw the first work, she was stunned.

Facing the door is a painting with a height of two meters and a height of one meter.

Traditional oil paintings.

In the painting, the background is filled with dark blue and dark red. In the middle is a tree. The trunk is uneven in thickness and crooked. What grows from the branches are not green leaves, but palm prints.

The palm print is very small, it should be a child's hand, and the color is uniformly red.

Such bright red palm prints, like fresh blood, are placed on the overall dark tone of the painting, forming a strong visual impact.

(End of this chapter)