Yu Ruoruan walked towards the secret door. After entering, she discovered that this was a collection room with many rare treasures placed in it.
She was confused and thought she was in the wrong place.
At this moment, footsteps and voices came from deeper in the collection room.
"Master, these paintings...all have to be disposed of?"
It was the voice of assistant Zhang Mian.
"Um."
Huo Xu and his assistant walked out from the deeper secret door in the collection room with a low and melodious hum. Yu Ruanruan was a little nervous when she heard the movement, and immediately went around to a shelf to hide.
As soon as she hid it, she saw Huo Xu and Zhang Mian carrying the easels outside.
Yu Ruanruan was stunned for a moment, a little confused.
Is Huo Xu going to process the portrait of the faceless woman in the darkroom?
She couldn't help but hold her breath, not daring to make a sound to disturb them. It wasn't until Huo Xu and Zhang Mian walked out of the collection room that Yu Ruanruan walked towards the secret door inside.
The further she walked, the faster her heart beat and her breathing became cautious.
Somewhere in the dark, something seemed to be calling her.
Her subconscious told her that there was far more hidden in that darkroom than sketches of faceless women. Otherwise, why would Huo Xu get rid of these paintings in such a hurry?
An incredible thought flashed through my mind.
The truth seems to be coming out soon.
Yu Ruoruan held her breath and finally came to the inner dark room.
With a "squeak" sound, the darkroom door opened, and the scene inside came into view.
And Yu Ruanruan's body was also shaken violently at this moment, her pupils trembled violently, looking at the countless paintings in the darkroom, her mind was dizzy, and a blood surged at the tip of her throat.
Yu Ruanruan took in a breath, feeling a sharp contraction like a heart infarction, and tears rolled down from her eyes almost instantly.
Looking at the room full of portraits of faceless women with their own facial features added, she subconsciously reached out and touched the heat and moisture on her cheeks.
Why cry?
Didn't she already guess it all?
In that book, Huo Xu later added Yu Chengcheng's facial features to the faceless girl, so now he also added her facial features in the painting.
This makes sense.
"Soft?"
Huo Xu's shout came from behind. Yu Ruanruan turned her back to him, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, and then slowly turned her head.
Huo Xu didn't expect Ruanruan to suddenly appear here. He was a little flustered. He frowned and walked forward quickly, "Why are you here?"
"Can't I come?"
Yu Ruoruan stepped back, dodged his outstretched hand, and smiled, "If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have seen you hiding so many portraits of me here."
"Huo Xu, you really love me so much that you have drawn so many portraits of me."
Yu Ruoruan stared at the paintings, and she was so lifelike in the paintings. She smiled, her eyes were crooked, and in the dim light, you couldn't see the redness and moisture in her eyes, "You are so thoughtful, you actually painted a picture of me when I was a child.
There are so many portraits, so you have to paint them for a year and a half without eating or drinking, right?"
Huo Xu felt guilty for a moment. These paintings were not originally painted for Ruanruan. The creation time was marked below each one.
If Ruanruan sees the time marked below, you will find something abnormal.
Because some of them were created seven or eight years ago, or even longer, before they knew each other at that time.
He didn't know how to tell her that the person in the painting was Tangtang, he just used her face.
Huo Xu suddenly regretted it, very regretful.
He should have dealt with Tangtang's matter earlier, and he should have confessed to Ruanruan earlier.
But in the current situation, how should he speak?
Yu's soft eyelashes were like two feather fans, flickering gently. There was a smile on her face, and her eyes were curved and beautiful, but her eyes showed no happiness at all.
On the contrary, I feel sad, sad and painful.
If Huo Xu wasn't out of guilt or panic, he would definitely have discovered something unusual about her.
"Soft..."
He took a step forward, trying to block the girl's view.
He will deal with these paintings as soon as possible. The only thing he can do now is to prevent Ruanruan from discovering the dates on the paintings.
He wanted to hug the girl, but found that the girl nervously took a few steps back as if she were avoiding the plague.
Because of this action, Yu Ruanruan accidentally knocked over a small box on the shelf.
She caught the box with quick eyesight and quick hands.
After the collision, the lid of the box flipped open, and inside was a strawberry-shaped plastic hairpin.
The workmanship of this hairpin is rough and simple, and it looks familiar, but compared with the rare treasures in the room, it seems out of place.
Yu Ruoruan immediately thought of what Yu Chengcheng had said.
Is this the token that Huo Xu once fought to the death to protect? It is the only relic left to him by the white moonlight in his heart.
Ah……
At this moment, Yu Ruanruan felt extremely ironic.
The golden house hides the beauty, hiding the white moonlight in his heart. He draws several portraits of that girl every year. The faceless woman in the darkroom now looks like her.
He didn't fall in love with her, but he loved her as his white moonlight.
Looking at the hairpin in her hand, Yu Ruanruan raised her eyes and said, "Huo Xu, can you give this to me?"
Huo Xu was stunned, "What do you want it to do?"
"Nothing, I just think it looks good."
Yu Ruoruan's dark eyes were opaque, and she picked up the hairpin from the box. However, she did not expect that the hairpin was so fragile. As soon as she touched it, the plastic on the clip suddenly cracked into countless pieces.
Huo Xu was stunned, with a hint of coldness in his eyes. He quickly stepped forward and snatched the hairpin fragment from the girl's hand, frowning, "Why did you touch it? This hairpin has been repaired and is very fragile."
The man's tone was a bit harsh, and when he saw the hairpin in his hand turning into pieces, the anxiety and distress in his eyes were so obvious.
Such a nervous look fell in Yu Ruanruan's eyes, like a sharp sword piercing her heart.
She swayed slightly, pursed her lips palely, paused for a few seconds, and then suppressed the sobs and soreness in her throat, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
"You can have anything you want in this collection room, so why touch it? It has no value at all and has no ornamental value."
"But, in your heart, it is priceless, isn't it?"
Yu Ruoruan took a deep breath, her heart throbbed to the point of numbness, and a tear suddenly rolled down uncontrollably from the corner of her wide-open eyes.
Only then did Huo Xu realize that something was wrong with her.
He hurriedly threw the hairpin aside, put his hands on her shoulders, lowered his head and looked at her nervously, "Ruanruan, what's wrong with you? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been harsh on you just now, I just thought it was a pity that the hairpin broke."
He still refused to tell the truth.
Obviously this was his first love, the hairpin of Bai Yueguang in his heart, the hairpin that he had risked his life to protect.
Obviously those portraits in the darkroom were not painted for her, but she deliberately tried to test him with words, but he still refused to tell the truth.
Yu Ruoruan felt like she was living in an illusory lie, deceived by the gorgeous and wonderful appearance.
In fact, since that faceless woman is already a dead person, she really has no competitiveness at all.
She should be content, right?
After all, she was the one who loved more and more deeply from her previous life. When he didn't love her and hated her, she still refused to let him go and foolishly made sacrifices.
What does it matter if he is temporarily regarded as a substitute?
People are indeed greedy.
When you don't get love, you want to be satisfied just by looking at him. When you get love, you want pure preference.
You can't rub a grain of sand into your eyes.
She should accept the fact that Huo Xu loves her, but she doesn't love him more deeply.
Physical infidelity can drive away competitors, but there is a white moonlight hidden in her heart, how can she drive it away?
Gouge out the heart?
She just stared at Huo Xu blankly, which made Huo Xu even more flustered. "Ruanruan, don't cry. I'm sorry. I won't be cruel to you again. Don't cry."
Huo Xu was so distraught that he put the girl in his arms, hugged her tightly, and softly comforted and apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Yu Ruanuan leaned on the man's shoulder, as quiet as a mute.
She opened her eyes, the tears just now had dried on her face, and she didn't shed another tear for a long time. She leaned her cheek gently against the man's chest, as well-behaved as a herbivore.
However, the words he spoke were so cold and emotionless.