444 a day (1)
It is precisely because of this understanding that he will retreat this step, so he will agree, and she will go to see Duan Tang.
She knew how difficult it was for him to retreat, but he still retreated.
"Thank you, Mo Ye." She said silently with her lips, lowered her head, looking at her abdomen. Let her take the baby to accompany Duan Tang for a day. They started in City B, does it mean that they will eventually end in City B
After eating breakfast, Chu Huan changed his clothes, got in the car arranged by Xiao Moye, and drove towards the city center square.
Today's sun is exceptionally big, the time is already past 11 o'clock, and the golden sun shines on the whole city B. This makes the capital of the sky/dynasty look so golden.
Although today is not a day off, there is still a lot of traffic and people in the city center. When they arrived in the square, Chu Huan got out of the car with a bag. The driver gave Chu Huan his mobile phone number and said that he was going to use the car later, so he just called him. Well, he will come to pick up people at any time.
"Okay, I'll walk around here, and I will call you if I have something to do." Chu Huan said, walking towards the center of the square alone. The square in this area seems unfamiliar and familiar. The square is still that square. In more than three years, the furnishings, layout, and even the facade of the mall seem to have not changed, but the surrounding billboards and posters are different from those of the past, and some walls have been newly built. , Even the green belt has changed.
People come and go in the square.
And where would Duan Tang wait for her? Chu Huan thought, walking in a certain direction unknowingly. It was as if she knew that he would wait for her in that place.
He will definitely be there!
The long figure stood quietly on the edge of the stone bench on one side of the square, and his eyes fell on the stone bench in the other place. The sun fell on his face, the eyelashes, and the dark eyelashes, every time he blinked, the subtle shadows under his eyes also moved. The straight bridge of the nose is especially obvious from the side. His thin lips are slightly bent, as if he is smiling, and he seems to miss something. Such an arc also gave his cold face a real warmth invisibly.
It is as if he is no longer an unattainable angel, but with a sense of reality, a sense of reality that can be approached.
Then, as if noticing her gaze, he turned his head and looked in her direction. The eyes of the two met in mid-air.
He smiled, not an elegant smile like Xiao Moye's, but a smile of melting ice and snow, flowing into the depths of people's hearts like a gurgling stream, making people reluctant to look away.
This kind of smile is a kind of smile that she rarely sees on his face, because it is rare, so when she sees it, she will cherish it.
Chu Huan walked in front of Duan Tang, stopped, and heard his voice, "You are here."
"Yeah." She nodded.
"Do you know I will wait for you here?" he asked.
"Guess." She smiled, looking around, she felt like the vicissitudes of life. Here is the place where she set up a stall and sold paintings. She once sat on this stone stool, and he sat on another stone stool. She drew more than one portrait of him.
"Remember? You painted a lot of portraits for me."
He actually said what she was thinking.
"remember."
"It's a pity that I forgot these portraits. You painted them for me. And now I can't find them." When he recovered his memory, he went back to City B once, but at home, he couldn't find them again. portrait.
Chu Huan didn't know what to say for a while. The so-called forgetting, should refer to his amnesia. Because of his amnesia, he forgot that these paintings once existed.
Think about it, things are indeed impermanent. She who was painting here at that time would not have thought that she and him would lose this memory by such a coincidence in the near future.
"Are you hungry?" he asked suddenly.
She shook her head, "I'm not hungry, I only ate it when I came out. How about you?"
"I want to do another thing more than eating."
"what's up?"
His eyes were staring straight at her, and in the dark phoenix eyes, she was confused and slightly nervous, "I hope you can draw me another head portrait, just like it did in the past."
Back then... Her expression was erratic for a moment.
"Chu Huan, will you agree?"
His breath surrounds the tip of her nose, just a portrait, which is actually not difficult for her, is it? "I will agree." She nodded seriously, "Then go buy drawing paper and paintbrushes now."
"I bought everything and put it in the car." He said, helping her walk towards the parking lot, as if he was afraid that she would fall at any time.
God knows that she was only four months pregnant and less than a few days old, and she was not yet ready to be supported. He seemed to treat her as a fragile doll.
"Do you know I will agree?" When she got into the car, she saw the drawing tools on the back seat and couldn't help but ask.
He buckled her seat belt, and while starting the car, he said, "No, I also thought you would not agree."
"If I don't agree, what are you going to do?" she asked.
"Then I will kneel in front of you, please agree." The cold voice answered like that.
Chu Huan was startled and looked at Duan Tang in surprise, "Are you kidding?"
He sneered and asked, "Do you think my appearance is like a joke?"
She was silent, he did not look like a joke, or should he say that he rarely joked to her, "It's just a painting, is it that important?" It is so important that a person like him would kneel down. !
His thin lips trembled, and the color of his lips seemed to be lighter again, "For you, it may be just a painting, but for me..." His voice stopped, and he didn't go on.
The air in the carriage seemed to become somewhat depressed.
She raised her eyes and glanced at the side of his driving, wondering what he said just now. What was the last half of the sentence he hadn't finished
The car gradually drove to the top of the mountain, and the scenery along the way was constantly backing up on both sides of the car. Memories are like a bond. When you return to a certain place in the memory, you will always think of something related to this place. Memories.
In the same way, when Chu Huan got out of the car and stood on the top of the mountain and looked down at the high-rise buildings and residential houses, what he thought was that night, there were hundreds of lights and gorgeous neon lights below.