Qi Yuan stared at the painting blankly. The red paint dotted between her eyebrows made her look like the person in the painting.
Li Hongjun said in a serious and heavy voice: "The works in this room are hope, the paints in this paint box are hope, and you coming here and appearing in front of me today are also hope."
Qi Yuan stood silently.
Li Hongjun didn't say anything more to persuade him, he just said: "You're tired. It's okay. You can go over there and take a rest while I finish the details of this painting."
Qi Yuan obediently went to lie down on the small sofa over there. She curled up and closed her eyes.
There was no blanket in the studio, and Li Hongjun didn't go looking for one. It wasn't cold anyway, so he simply took a large canvas to cover Qi Yuan.
The smell on the canvas made Qi Yuan feel at ease.
Go to sleep, the teacher is here.
Qi Yuan fell asleep, and the raging nightmare did not come.
The old man painting seemed to give her a moment of hope.
She was like a cornered animal, seeking temporary refuge from the teacher.
Two hours later, Qi Yuan woke up.
Li Hongjun's painting has been completed, but he did not leave, reading a book in the studio.
Qi Yuan was a little confused: "Teacher, how long have I been sleeping?"
Li Hongjun put down the book, "Not long, two hours."
Qi Yuan stood up and bowed to Li Hongjun: "Teacher, I'm sorry to disturb your rest. I'm going back first."
Li Hongjun hummed, pointed to the easel over there and said, "Take this painting back. I'm basically in the Ink Pavilion. You can come over anytime you want."
Qi Yuan walked over and took down the painted work and put it away carefully, bowed to Li Hongjun again, and then left.
As night falls, the lanterns begin to light up.
The noisy world outside and the tranquility in the Shui Mo Pavilion form a sharp contrast.
The night market in Jianglin City is very lively. People seem to be so excited that they never tire of reveling in the night.
Qi Yuan, however, felt tired from the bottom of his heart. After taking a short rest for two hours, he recovered a little bit.
She walked under the neon night, looking out of place.
Qi is willing to return to the old city.
The old city is very quiet at night. The dilapidated places are waiting for construction and there is not so much excitement.
The area around house number 32 is even quieter, with no lights in front or behind.
Her brother thought she would stay in Kyoto for a few days and said that she had taken An Yu to a summer camp and should not have come back yet.
It was too quiet. Qi Yuan, who was used to being alone, actually wished someone was here at this moment.
At this time, the window of the house on the other side suddenly lit up, and someone turned on the light.
No one in the room came out, it seemed they just heard the noise and turned on the light.
Like a loyal guardian, always stay here.
Qi Yuan was stunned for a moment. Looking at the not-so-bright light, he suddenly felt less uncomfortable.
She and Song Jing were not familiar with each other, and neither she liked nor disliked him. If Song Jing wanted to live next door, he could live next door. Song Xiao had already left, and Song Jing might leave too in a while.
But at this moment, Qi Yuan was a little happy that Song Jing hadn't left yet.
Because at this time, she hopes that someone is here, no matter who it is.
Qi Yuan took out the key, opened the door and entered the house.
I chose a good location for the painting in my hand and hung it in the room.
Qi Yuan was a little hungry, so she cooked herself a bowl of noodles and ate it quietly.
In the next room, the light is on.
But it was not Song Jing who was in the room, but Shen Yutang.
Shen Yutang smelled the aroma of fried eggs next door, and seemed to know what Qi Yuan was doing. He also went to the kitchen, fried eggs and cooked noodles.
Separated by two walls, the two of them were eating noodles in their own small houses.
Just like there is a thick wall between two hearts, no one can get close to them no matter what.
After eating the noodles, not long after, Qi Yuan washed up and went to sleep, and turned off the light.
Shen Yutang also turned off the lights.
He was thinking about Qi Yuan.
I don’t know what Qi Yuan is thinking.
…
The next day.
Qi Yuan was woken up by a knock on the door early in the morning.
I don't know if it was because of that painting, but she slept fairly well last night.
Qi Yuan rubbed his eyes and opened the door to the room, looked at the person outside the door, and asked subconsciously: "Why are you here?"
Junshan laughed and said: "You spent a lot of money to buy me, you little guy, have you forgotten?"
Qi Yuan really forgot, and said somewhat uncomfortably: "Don't always call me little guy."
"You're only in your 20s, what are you if you're not a little guy? I'm 30 this year. If you don't mind, call me uncle, and I'll agree to it."
Qi Yuan really didn't know how to answer this.
Fortunately, Junshan didn't intend to wait for Qi Yuan to answer, and waved to her: "Go and change quickly, I will take you out today."
"Where to go?"
"You'll know when you get there."
Qi Yuan didn't ask any more questions, changed his clothes and followed Junshan in the car.
Junshan is a casual and informal person, but he is also very careful about the people and things he cares about.
After learning that Qi Yuan was pregnant, the person who came to pick Qi Yuan up this time was not a motorcycle, but a comfortable commercial vehicle.
After getting in the car, the car became quiet.
Qi Yuan didn't like to talk, and Junshan didn't bother him.
He looked at Qi Yuan in the rearview mirror. She didn't seem to be awake. She closed her eyes to rest, as lazy as a cat. She was obviously a young man in her twenties, but she had a lifeless and lifeless look to her. The number of times he saw her The more there were, the more distressed Junshan felt.
Junshan couldn't help but scold the two Shen brothers.
Junshan didn't know much about what happened between Qi Yuan and the Shen family. Anyway, it was probably that after the divorce, he couldn't get rid of the Shen family, and Young Master Shen also fell in love with Qi Yuan.
He likes people like Qi Yuan, and it is normal for Shen Yutang to like him.
But if you like her, how can you watch her leave after getting pregnant? If you don't like her, why should you provoke him.
Those two bastards from the Shen family!
As for whose child Qi Yuan's child belongs to, Junshan didn't ask.
Qi Yuan's whole demeanor was too sad, and he didn't want to hurt her by asking more questions.
Qi Yuan doesn't like him, he just acts as a friend and helps as much as he can.
Qi Yuan was not asleep. When the car stopped, she opened her eyes.
Seeing the car parked in front of a hospital, Qi Yuan frowned subconsciously.
Junshan looked back at Qi Yuan: "You haven't had a prenatal check-up before, right? As the temporary father of the child you hired, I made an appointment with the doctor today to accompany you for a prenatal check-up. I heard from my sister that there are many items to check during pregnancy. My little niece was born with poor development. After my sister's prenatal check-up, she ate a lot to make up for it. Later, when she was 1 month old, it was found that the umbilical cord was wrapped around her neck. I kept checking, so there was no danger."
Qi Yuan's heart moved, and she lowered her head to look at her belly. Her belly was becoming more and more obvious, and it was almost impossible to hide it even if she wore loose clothes.
Because of the stress reaction to the hospital, she never thought of coming to the hospital for a check-up.
Hearing Jun Shan say this, Qi Yuan suddenly felt worried.
If she doesn't check anything, what if there is something wrong with the child?
Qi Yuan hesitated and said: "Can I not go to the hospital and ask the doctor to check at home?"
Junshan shook his head: "Basic examinations are fine, but some examinations require some instruments, so it's better to go to the hospital."
Qi Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I just want to wear a sterile suit."
When she went to the hospital wearing sterile clothes, she was able to inflict insults on Xu Ling, but she didn't have to do it for the sake of the child.
