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It's a long journey, and it will take about 6 hours to get back to Beijing.

An Jing looked at the two men who were sleepy and felt very down-to-earth.

I never thought I would be so lucky to meet him and fall in love with him.

When she was a child, she never expected to be loved by anyone. After all, even her parents didn't love her very much.

In the vague memory, she often remembers her mother's disappointed eyes. Even if she has not done anything bad or wrong, her mother is always indifferent to her.

She never understood, why?

But now she was relieved! She seems to have found the answer, but the answer is hidden in the vacant memory.

Well, she didn't want to touch that blank again.

An Jing slowly gets up, puts the shawl on two people, then sits back in position, takes out Si Jin to return to her picture album.

Looking at the picture album in her hand, she had no impression. She was strange, but she felt familiar.

A Book of paintings baptized by fire, each painting is incomplete.

Looking at the first page, the eye-catching paintings and Si Jin's paintings are the same style. Undoubtedly, these paintings are all from Si Jin's hands.

However, when an Jing saw the first painting, she was stunned.

Although it is a very simple painting, there is still a corner is incomplete, but the meaning expressed in the painting shocked her.

Blue back, the use of fish scale as the protagonist, but the scale is eroded, into a V-shaped, one after another.

A picture flashed through my mind. In a large swimming pool, a man was put on a mermaid's tail and sank low in the pool.

Is it an illusion? Why does she think the meaning in the picture is the meaning in the picture?

"The scales of the sea?" This is the name of the painting.

Calm down for a while, calm down the confusion and turn to another page.

This painting is called "feather in the lake". There is a feather on the dark green surface of the lake.

This painting reminds her of the picture of Chi Bing dying by the river. The whole person is upside down in the water, which is very similar to the feather in the painting.

Inexplicably flustered, an Jing turns to the next page in panic. This painting is called toy car, which is also based on water. There are two toy cars.

In my mind flashed the picture of the killing regiment dead in the river with people and cars.

Is this an illusion? How does she feel that the 13 paintings in this album are all related to death.

Dream man, the death of Xia Zitong.

The Redeemer, the death of Duan Xinjia.

Dream of change of heart, the death of lane.

There is also the color of the flower sea. She thinks of the people who died in the sea of flowers, the people full of forks in the ghost fork, the people who died on the pole in the rain on the pole, the snow angel, the lost man, the shadow away, the one who touched the light

With her eyes closed tightly, an Jing kept flashing scenes of bloody scenes in her mind. There were scenes of murder that she had seen in the lighthouse, and some pictures that had appeared before. All the pictures were very similar to the meanings implied by the paintings in this album.

Why is this? Why is Si Jin's album related to those deaths? Is

No, it can't be. This album has been around for a long time, at least ten years.

Those homicide cases happened in the past ten years, and Si Jin has nothing to do with it!

Does anyone get inspiration from paintings to commit crimes?

However, this album is not for sale. It is self-made and should have only one.

Is it a coincidence?

An Jing is so absorbed that she doesn't find her album falling to the ground and wakes up Bai Chun.

Seeing her absent-minded appearance, Bai Chun picked up the picture album, gently grabbed her hand, and whispered, "what's the matter?"

"No An Jing shakes her head and tears out a smile on her face, "it's just a little tired, nothing."

"If you're tired, go to sleep."

"Well." An Jing put away the album and slowly closed her eyes, but she was not sleepy.

Maybe it was just a coincidence, or maybe it was her imagination that brought the two together.

Seeing that an Jing is still sleepless, Bai Chun takes out the album and looks at it.

The paintings give people a feeling of depression, looking at people's heart is stuffy.

Painting is a painting. It's a painting that doesn't get distracted. It's so common that it can't be ordinary any more. It's a painting with no appreciation value.

No wonder she was so depressed after reading these paintings. None of them was happy. After that, he hid the album.

……

Get off the plane. It's about two o'clock in the morning in Beijing.

Back to the hotel, Xiaochu is full of energy, but Anjing is sleepy.

Jet lag, always feel very tired.

"You go to sleep. I'll call you at noon. I'll dress up in the afternoon. Today is my grandfather's birthday. I'll take my son and wife home with me to give him a surprise. "Bai Chun's words, let an Jing immediately spirit up.

"Your grandfather's birthday? Why didn't you say it earlier? I look so haggard to see your grandfather, to see your family? Is it going to be a little bad? After flying for more than ten hours, my skin was dry and my hair was messy. No, no, No I need to remedy it right away. What about my mask? "

Seeing her constantly turning over the suitcase, Bai Chun is helpless.

"Woman! What a love of beauty, not of life He took her back to bed and let her move, "go to sleep! If you really can't sleep, we will continue to work hard. Last month we didn't succeed, and this month we will continue to work hard! "

"Fuck you." An Jing pushed him away, but he still did not leave, saw his eyes flashing hot light, she blushed and heartbeat, "Xiaochu is still outside!"

Just a hug, a look, he can make her sink, and sure enough, a good-looking man, any look can hook a woman's heart.

"He plays his games, we play our games." He picked eyebrows, red, naked pick, funny.

"I sleep! Can I sleep? Don't mess with me! I want to go to your grandfather's birthday, I want to kill the whole audience! Let everyone know that it is your white master who is lucky enough to marry me

Seeing her proud little expression, Bai Chun said with a smile, "why is it not miss an who is lucky enough to marry me?"

"Not the same?" The thief is smiling.

"Is it the same?" Would he not hear what she said?

But she is right. In memory, he belongs to the shameless side. If he didn't work harder than others, she might be someone else's now.

Fortunately, he used to be shameless enough, and now he can be a beauty in his arms.

If he had always put on the airs of a young master, he was likely to be doomed to a lonely life in his life or to make do with a woman.

Fortunately, she showed up. Fortunately, he got her.

Bai Chun looked at her in her arms and fell a kiss, "I love you."

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