Liang Yichen was puzzled by Shao Yatong's behavior. He clearly seemed to be looking for the two people over there, but he hid himself for some reason. He then moved slightly closer to Shao Yatong, wanting to get closer to her at a distance that would not be discovered by her as much as possible.
Some, so that if something happens, he can respond as quickly as possible to ensure that she is safe.
Shao Yatong felt that Luo Haoning and the girl seemed to have noticed something. They were packing their things and getting ready to leave. She hesitated whether to step forward and express her intention or to go home like this.
Shao Yatong knew that Luo Haoning kept a low profile and did not want to be disturbed. Seeing that the smile on his face had faded away, he wondered if his interruption had made them lose interest.
Just as she was thinking about the girl pushing the wheelchair towards her, Shao Yatong unconsciously wanted to hide back, but her feet slipped and she almost fell, so she couldn't hide her body smoothly.
Liang Yichen was shocked when he saw that Shao Yatong was about to fall. He almost rushed out to help her. But there was a sudden inquiry from the other side. It was obvious that she had been discovered. He didn't know their relationship with Shao Yatong yet. Going out rashly might cause trouble for her.
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"Who is it?!"
"Uh, it's...it's me..." Shao Yatong slowly walked out from behind the big tree in embarrassment, her voice timid. She hadn't thought about her opening words yet.
"You are..." Luo Haoning looked at Shao Yatong with hesitation in his eyes, but with a warm smile on his face. He figured that he must know the person who followed him here.
"I...my name is Shao Yatong, I am...Chu Mohan's...wife..." Shao Yatong hesitated and introduced himself, his delicate little face turned red, and he didn't know it was because the weather was too cold.
It was probably because of embarrassment. She took the risk and decided to move Chu Mohan out first, so that it wouldn't be too abrupt.
Hearing what Shao Yatong said, Liang Yichen, who was not far behind her, frowned. Is she here to meet someone Chu Mohan knew? She introduced herself as such, so why did Liang Yichen appear here?
My heart became even more upset.
"Chu Mohan's wife? Isn't that..." The girl next to Luo Haoning was slightly startled, and couldn't help looking down at Luo Haoning. The smile on his face just now was hidden, and his expression was a bit confusing.
Shao Yatong looked at the girl and then at Luo Haoning. Their expressions showed that they both knew Chu Mohan, and their relationship was very complicated. In other words, the name Chu Mohan evoked some of their memories.
"I'm sorry, I know I came abruptly, I came here because of Mo Han..."
Liang Yichen's heart sank again. The day before, he saw Shao Yatong hauling a well-packed painting back to Liaohai. It must have something to do with Chu Mohan. If he remembered correctly, it was almost Chu Mohan's birthday.
Because his birthday was one day earlier than Chu Mohan. When they were young, their two parents took them to celebrate their birthday together, so he would not remember it wrong.
"Since you are Mo Han's wife, come home with us. Wear thin clothes so you don't catch a cold." Luo Haoning invited, and the memories about Chu Mengyao in his heart were awakened again. Because of the same surname, Chu Mengyao
He once recognized Chu Mohan as his godbrother.
In Luo Haoning's house, two rows of paintings with white backgrounds and black frames are neatly lined up in the long corridor. The weak white light shines on them, showing loneliness and sadness, making people feel sad.
Shao Yatong had a very depressing feeling, so strong that she mistakenly thought it was the same as when she married into the Chu family. Recalling those things in the past, Shao Yatong couldn't help but tighten her hands.
"Mrs. Chu, please come in."
The girl who had been following Luo Haoning was named Song Zhiyu. Her smiling voice interrupted Shao Yatong's thoughts. She smiled and nodded gently and entered Luo Haoning's studio.
The feeling in the studio is not much better than in the corridor, especially Luo Haoning is currently doing lighting work. The heavy blackout curtains block all external light sources, and the empty studio seems to have the echo of footsteps.
"Mr. Luo, do you... always like this kind of painting style with depressing tones?" Shao Yatong couldn't help but ask, and apologized for speaking so recklessly.
"Brother Haoning is such an awkward person. Please bear with me, Mrs. Chu!"
Fortunately, Song Zhiyu was there to smooth things over, making it less embarrassing. Shao Yatong smiled unnaturally, and fixed his eyes on Luo Haoning, who didn't say much.
People who are dedicated to art seem to be born with a kind of elegance and melancholy that comes from their bones. Luo Haoning is the embodiment of beauty and the existence of expression and creation. Shao Yatong can't help but think of Naxi in the Greek mythology.
Thousands.
Although the self-pitying handsome boy was not consistent with Luo Haoning himself, the only thing she could think of was this mythical figure, and Sinassos was also a person that Shao Yatong came into contact with in the history of Western art, which deeply touched her heart.
Shao Yatong has also heard about Luo Haoning. He is a well-known painter. Due to a car accident a few years ago, he has become an artist in a wheelchair.
Such pronouns make people feel sad. When Shao Yatong saw Luo Haoning in person, the feeling of sadness in his heart became even greater. What kind of man with a strong heart could suppress all his sadness in his heart and be so calm and calm?
He expresses himself so that no one can understand how much pain he is in.
This really echoes the saying: Most calm people have been hurt deep down in their hearts.
Not only did Shao Yatong feel an inexplicable pain for Luo Haoning in her heart, but Shao Yatong also knew a thing or two about Luo Haoning's story. The person who told her all this was naturally Liao Zheming.
"Mr. Luo, actually I...I came to see you, Mo Han...doesn't know." Shao Yatong said awkwardly. Facing this familiar and unfamiliar man, she really didn't feel comfortable asking for help.
Feel free to speak.
"I have been to Haxian Island before and met Mr. Liao Zheming, the president of Liao Sheng Group. I asked him for a piece of "Paradise Lost" that Mr. Liao once painted, but I... still want... more
..." Cold sweat broke out on Shao Yatong's palms. She was too entangled in her heart. She had never done anything like this before, but for the person who hurt her the most and cared about her the most, she has really gone to the extreme now.
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In the Baihualin before, she was embarrassed because of various entanglements and was regarded as a stalker. This face was really thick-skinned. Shao Yatong felt that the red clouds seemed to be red all the way from her cheeks to the root of her neck.
As soon as he heard that Shao Yatong came to ask for "Paradise Lost", Luo Haoning immediately understood the situation. "I didn't expect that it has been so many years. Mo Han still can't see through the matter. It's really hard for you."
Luo Haoning's tone was gentle, not at all as solemn as his face, which made people feel nervous from the bottom of their hearts.
Shao Yatong couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. However, what did Luo Haoning say just now? That this is really difficult for her? Could it be that...this man knows something?