afternoon.

The ambiguous yellow is entangled on the balcony, and a leaf falls from the branch, landing lightly on the asphalt road, covering a corner of the black oil stain.

Lin Yue opened the door of the refrigerator, took out a can of Budweiser beer from it, opened it with a snap and broke it, put it to his mouth and drank a few sips, feeling that his thirst after taking a nap had subsided a bit.

He saw washed green raisins inside, so he pinched a few in his hand, left the kitchen and returned to the bedroom.

Li Qian had already gotten off the bed and was standing by the window calling the nanny Aunt Wang, asking her to buy more food and cook a sumptuous dinner when she took Zhang Ziming home.

After hanging up the phone, she was about to get the clothes that were randomly thrown on the bedside table. She took just two steps and her calves went weak, causing her body to fall to the side.

Lin Yue, with quick eyes and quick hands, supported her from behind.

"What? You can't walk anymore?"

Li Qian glared at him: "It's not because of you."

There was one thing she couldn't understand. In the past, Yu Huanshui gave people the impression that he was a very stable and gentle person, but at the critical moment, how could he be so wild and suffocating?

Lin Yue leaned close to her ear and asked in a low voice: "How long has it been since you had sex?"

"spit……"

Li Qian hit him. How should she answer such a question?

Is it possible to tell the truth that after the divorce, you spent all your energy on your children, have no time or energy to find a man, and live a life of abstinence?

Li Qian is not the kind of woman who is particularly open-minded. She doesn't know how to go to nightclubs and bars, and she doesn't like sissy chicks. Any outstanding man who catches her eye either has a family or a young and beautiful girlfriend. It can be said that

Being in a very awkward position.

Lin Yue handed over the last green grape in his hand. Just as she was about to open her mouth to take it, her hand turned a corner and the green grape went into his mouth.

"Yu Huanshui, why didn't I see you as such a person before?"

"It's not too late to find out now."

Lin Yue hugged her back to the bed, feeling tired again.

She giggled and tried to hide from his prickly stubble: "Don't... stop making trouble, it won't be good if Aunt Wang comes back soon."

"What can she do if she sees it? Kick me out?"

"That's not true. At most, I'll put some laxatives or something in your food."

"Can't she be so vicious? She doesn't want you to get married that much?"

After hearing what he said, Li Qian suddenly became quiet and stared at the ceiling.

Lin Yue was a little surprised: "What's wrong?"

She said: "Do you know why I haven't looked for you again in the past year or so?"

Lin Yue shook his head.

"After Ziming's father and I divorced, the child was given to me. Firstly, it took too much time and energy to raise him. Secondly, I have always been afraid that if I find a stepfather for him, what will happen to the child's mentality?

Good change. As you know, Ziming is a very sensitive child. Now think about it, this is all our fault. If his father and I didn't quarrel every day, maybe he wouldn't be like this.

.”

Lin Yue remembered Zhang Ziming's cowardly behavior in Xu Jiao's office, and coupled with Yu Chen's daily narration, he knew very well what kind of state Zhang Ziming was in. He had low self-esteem, sensitivity, loneliness, and paranoia, just like a person who curled up.

Hedgehogs are self-enclosed in a small social circle. This is why Li Qian will ask other parents to bring their children together every time their children celebrate their birthdays.

Speaking of which, Yu Huanshui and Zhang Ziming are very similar. Their parents had endless quarrels and finally broke up. When they were young, they did a lot of things they shouldn't do in order to prevent their mother from remarrying.

Li Qian blinked and looked at the ceiling and continued: "Not long after he divorced his father, Ziming woke up from his sleep one day, hugged my neck tightly and cried for me not to abandon him, saying that his father no longer wanted him.

If I leave with someone else, he will become an unwanted child. From then on, I made up my mind not to get married. In the days to come, my child will be everything to me."

Lin Yue held her hand and clasped her fingers tightly.

She was silent for a while, then slowly turned her head and looked at his side face: "For people of our age, children are basically everything in life, so... I don't know if I can give you what you want.

.”

Lin Yue leaned over, kissed her, and patted her hand: "Don't think too much, just let nature take its course."

…

at the same time.

In a studio renovated from a factory in the suburbs of Jialin City.

Tang Yun was sitting on the sofa on the second floor facing the sunset, her hands naturally placed between her legs, holding a mug with a black cat on it, which contained less than one-third of the cup's capacity of coffee.

There was an easel placed not far behind her, with an unfinished painting sandwiched between the drawing boards. The quiet starry sky was dotted with bright oil paints, giving people a very intense sense of conflict.

There is another painting on the table not far from the easel. It is covered with an oil canvas and only a corner is exposed.

"Dear, Mr. Ma thinks very highly of your "Wall"."

Along with the sound came thumping footsteps, and soon, Lu Fumeng appeared on the second floor of the studio.

Tang Yun did not look back. She and her coffee were silent in the golden light falling from the skylight.

"You should really go and see it. Today there are several waves of rich and classy people coming to the exhibition hall. Some people have already paid a deposit for your "Running", "In the Wind", and "Smoke in the Sea".

Tang Yun still didn't look back, but she spoke: "Lu Fumeng, you told me last time that the painting hanging in the living room was borrowed by a good friend of yours for an art exhibition. When will he return the painting to us?"

"Why are you calling me here in such a hurry? What a coincidence. Yesterday we talked on the phone. He said that it would only take place in the past two days. Once the exhibition is over, he would drive the painting back in person.

He also said he would treat us to a big dinner to thank you for your generosity."

"Did he really say that?"

"Of course, he also said that many people who visited the art exhibition, both inside and outside the circle, praised you for your good painting. As long as the publicity keeps up, you will definitely become the leading painter in Asia in time."

"Lu Fumeng..."

"What's wrong? Honey."

"Why did you lie to me?"

"How could I lie to you?"

"You uncover the canvas on the table on the right."

Lu Fumeng walked over with curiosity and uneasiness, picked up the canvas and lifted it up. His expression changed when he saw what was inside.

The painting covered by the canvas was the painting hanging in Tang Yun's living room, and it was also the painting that Yu Huanshui snatched away.

Lu Fumeng was very puzzled. Why did Yu Huanshui send the painting over before the money was paid back?

At this time, Tang Yun stood up from the sofa, looked at him and said, "Is your friend who is holding an art exhibition named Yu Huanshui?"

"Tang Yun, listen to me." Lu Fumeng quickly explained: "The reason why I said that is because I am afraid that you will get angry. After all, this painting means a lot to you."

"I already know about the money you owe him. I don't understand. One hundred and fifty thousand yuan is not a big sum to you. Why do you keep putting off paying it? To say the least, if you really can't afford it,

, why didn’t you tell me? Instead, you wanted to lie to me?”

"My dear, the matter between me and Yu Huanshui is a bit complicated. There is another person involved..."

"Is it the man named Da Zhuang?" Tang Yun interrupted him: "There was also a letter sent along with the painting, which stated the reason for your conflict."

Lu Fumeng stopped talking and looked at her quietly.

"I don't understand. If you take revenge on him and don't pay him back, will Da Zhuang be resurrected? What if he gets angry and destroys my painting? Let him pay compensation or send him to jail? Do you have any idea about this matter?

Haven't you thought about me?"

"Tang Yun, don't worry. I understand Yu Huanshui's character. He won't do anything to your paintings. Look, isn't it returned now? I will pay back his money, but before that I must let him

Know the cost of lying."

"So you didn't hesitate to lie to me in order to get revenge on him?"

"How can this be deception? I also have good intentions, but I am afraid that you will be upset about this matter and affect your creation."

Tang Yun glanced at the unfinished painting and sighed heavily: "Okay, I don't care about your lying, but you must return the money to him as soon as possible."

"Okay, okay, okay, I will return the money to him after the exhibition is over."

Tang Yun didn't say anything anymore. Lu Fumeng was about to say a few nice words to coax her when his cell phone suddenly rang. He picked up the phone and said a few words. After hanging up the phone, he said anxiously: "The assistant said a big client is here. Call me."

I'll go back right away."

Tang Yun said: "Then you get busy first."

Lu Fumeng turned around and was about to leave when he saw the painting on the table: "I took this painting with me. There happens to be a booth over there in the exhibition hall."

Tang Yun hesitated for a while, then nodded: "Okay."

Lu Fumeng took the painting away, and she sat back in front of the easel, looking at the painting named "The Sea" in a silent daze.

…

Yu Huanshui's father is here.

Of course Lin Yue won't look good on the old man. He has money, but he won't give it to him. In his words, he has high blood pressure, right? It's better to be angry and save food. As for going to court to file a complaint, it doesn't matter. Anyway, he

Now that I have divorced my wife, I am suffering from cancer, and my time is running out, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

He took the risk, but Old Man Yu became weak and began to say soft words to beg for forgiveness.

Lin Yue was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he left 2,000 yuan as living expenses, left Xianglan Garden and moved to a one-bedroom apartment with earl gray marble background walls.

Calculating that time was almost up, he went to camp on the street where the murderer Xu Dapao stabbed the young man riding a bike.

Although the location is not shown in the TV series, by comparing the terrain and Yu Huanshui's memory, it is possible to determine where the crime occurred. Combined with the shadows of trees on both sides of the street in the TV series, the time of the crime can also be estimated roughly, so the shared bicycle on Nanpu Road

The parking spot became his go-to place every morning.

On this day, he was sitting on the table next to the flower pond, watching short videos. The screen flashed, showing that a call was coming in, and the caller's name was Gan Hong.

Gan Hong?

Why was she calling? Did she ask him to go through divorce procedures?
Chapter completed!