After staying up all night and exercising vigorously in the morning, Shao Yatong didn't get up until the third day of the sun. There was no shadow of Chu Mohan around her, but his smell was still there. Shao Yatong closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She was sure that this was not a dream.
!
After getting up and walking around twice to confirm that Chu Mohan was not at home, Shao Yatong returned to the room, closed the curtains and continued her copying.
While she was drawing, she lost track of time again, when a sudden knock on the door interrupted her.
"Young mistress, the young master will be upstairs soon."
It was Wu Ma's voice! Shao Yatong quickly put away his things, including the waste paper stained with paint used to wipe pens in the paper basket.
Chu Mohan had just opened the door and walked in as soon as she finished it.
Shao Yatong stretched and sat up from the bed. He looked lazily at Chu Mohan who came in and asked, "What time is it?"
"You won't sleep until now, right?" Chu Mohan didn't believe that Shao Yatong could sleep until he got off work in the afternoon.
"No way, I woke up and wandered around in the morning and accidentally fell asleep again in the afternoon." Shao Yatong deliberately concealed it.
"I thought I exhausted you." Chu Mohan brushed away Shao Yatong's scattered hair... Suddenly his hand stopped, and he said that he smelled the smell of paint in the room. Maybe others couldn't smell it,
But he was too familiar with this smell. Now oil paint is also seen on Shao Yatong's hair. What does this mean? She must not have been staying at home all the time. There is no studio at home! So where will she go? A place where she can paint...
...Did she go to find her first love, Qiu Haoyu?
Chu Mohan unconsciously connected with the call from Chu Xingyan in the morning. Because he was busy, he hung up the phone directly. It seemed that he had to let Chu Xingyan explain clearly what he wanted to say.
Already.
"Yeah, I'm tired." Shao Yatong stretched. She was telling the truth. She hadn't been so nervous for a long time. She was really exhausted.
"Honey, go back to your room and sleep tonight, I want to hold you..."
Chu Mohan frowned slightly. If she really had someone else in mind that she didn't want him to touch, they had obviously been intimate that morning, but why did she deliberately keep a distance from him after that?
Chu Mohan's eyes unconsciously fell on the oil paint on her hair. What does this have to do with it? There are more and more question marks in his heart.
"Oops -" a scream came from upstairs.
"It's my sister." Shao Yatong rushed out of the door.
Chu Mohan reluctantly followed out. In Shao Yatong's eyes, he didn't know when he would be able to have some weight.
"Sister, are you okay?" Shao Yatong rushed into Shao Yaqian's room and saw her looking at the white paste on the ground in frustration.
"It's okay. I knocked over the cream. What a pity." Shao Yaqian threw away the glass bottle in her hand.
"Let me clean it up for you." Shao Yatong was used to helping Shao Yaqian with things. She walked into the bathroom naturally. When she saw the water heater, she hesitated. She raised her hand and pressed the switch, and hot water sprayed out.
It worked, she suddenly became confused, who was lying?
Shao Yatong was depressed during the meal. She secretly asked Wu's mother that the water heater in Shao Yaqian's room had not been repaired, which meant it had never been broken, but why did she appear in their room?
After dinner, Shao Yatong helped the servants clean up the kitchen. Chu Mohan kept leaning at the door of the kitchen and watching her. Finally seeing that she was done with her work, he came forward and hugged her shoulders and whispered: "Girl, tonight..."
"Mo Han, take a look at my next work plan. I brought it back. I hope it will be completed before tomorrow's meeting." Shao Yaqian appeared at the right time, and she felt that she had found just the right one at this time.
Chu Mohan looked at Shao Yatong in embarrassment.
Shao Yatong just smiled and went upstairs. She had to seize the time to copy "Paradise Lost".
But today she is not in her best mood. I don't know if it's because of the water heater or because Shao Yaqian just went to Chu Mohan to talk about work.
Not long after, the door of the room was pushed open. Shao Yatong hurriedly held the easel and listened to the movement at the door.
"Girl, I know you're not sleeping yet and you're avoiding me on purpose. You want some free space, okay, I'll go to the company to work overtime."
After waiting for a while, there was no movement outside the door, and then heard the sound of a car engine coming from outside the window. Shao Yatong opened a corner of the curtain and peeked outside. Chu Mohan's car sped away.
Shao Yatong couldn't tell what she was feeling. Chu Mohan was concerned about him, right? If she didn't go back to her room, he would go to the company to work overtime. Is it because he lived next door to Shao Yaqian and was afraid that she would have random thoughts here? If that's the case, then the water heater would be fixed.
It had nothing to do with him, maybe he was kept in the dark too.
Shao Yatong looked at the color-printed drawings of "Paradise Lost" and decided not to worry about them. When Chu Mohan celebrates his birthday in a few days, everything will not be a problem. If he still makes his attitude clear by then, she is willing to follow
Let's go hand in hand with him, starting from his birthday.
What Qiu Haoyu does most every day is to stand in front of Liao Zheming's "Paradise Lost" and meditate. That day, he clearly saw his care for Chu Mohan from Shao Yatong's eyes. Her heart was really filled with that man.
Well, as she said herself, that is love! He is jealous, but he cannot be jealous! Maybe he really misunderstood, and the "Thinker" ornament was just a gift she bought for him casually, right?
This is Chu Mohan's true intention.
Looking at that deep scene, he now seems like a ghost trapped in this lost paradise, wandering aimlessly, everything about him is empty...
Chu Xingyan stood silently at the door, looking at the absent-minded Qiu Haoyu and the painting. She didn't know what the purpose of Shao Yatong giving this painting to Qiu Haoyu. Was it to commemorate their lost love, or to feel sadness and despair because they could not be together?
If they all feel like this, then what does it mean to her and her brother? Even if Chu Xingyan doesn't do it for herself, she still feels aggrieved for Chu Mohan, because now she really sees that Chu Mohan cares about Shao Yatong.
Just as he was thinking about Chu Mohan's call, he called.
Chu Xingyan hung up the phone and left Qiu Haoyu's apartment before calling Chu Mohan back.
"Brother, should we help them?" Chu Xingyan burst into tears after saying this.
"They? Who are they?"
Chu Xingyan knew that Chu Mohan was unwilling to admit it. In fact, he knew who she was talking about.
"They should still love each other deeply. Is that pain going to torture the four of us all the time? If we can't get love...then...why don't we let go!" Sen Han looked at Chu Xing in that painting.
Yan's heart ached, she could even feel the breath of death, as if it was taking away her soul!