Yin Xudong really started his pursuit, sending a text message every morning, good morning, miss you, bring an umbrella and put on clothes in the cold; working hours are not busy, so he asks him goodbye from time to time, and reports his whereabouts; at night , text messages and calls are even more intensive, asking whereabouts, reminding to eat, plus a bunch of sweet words, before going to bed, do not forget to say good night ending.

Cheng Ji'an was still dealing with it at first, emphasizing her own intentions, but in the end she simply ignored it, Yin Xudong was persevering, and it was useless for her to say anything. She thought that everyone's time was limited, and there was no hope in sight, so he gave up after a long time. As a result, after ten days passed, his text messages were still sent one after another. As far as gold and stone are concerned, one day she will be moved by him.

Cheng Ji'an was a little helpless. He wanted to block him, but he was afraid of hurting his feelings. A Yin Xudong doesn't matter, but after all, there is a teacher Zhu. She thought that maybe she should find another time to talk to Teacher Zhu again to show her determination and let her tell Yin Xudong not to waste time on her.

She thought that if she made it clear, Teacher Zhu would have prevented it.

She just waited for a few days, but she couldn't wait for the right time. wish the teacher didn't talk to her like before. Every time she met, it was not someone around her or someone around her.

And when May comes, Feng Lao's art exhibition will also start.

On this day, Cheng Ji'an got up early in the morning and changed his clothes. When Zhanming called her, he ran downstairs again.

"Yeah, Cheng An'an, did you put on lipstick today?" Zhanming was already standing outside the car, and when he saw her walking out of the stairs, he opened the car door for her and smiled. The weather is getting warmer, he is wearing shorts and trousers, comfortable and sunny.

"Yeah." Cheng Ji'an didn't expect him to discover his makeup so easily, and was a little embarrassed. She usually doesn't wear makeup when she goes to work, that is, when she woke up today, she found that she hadn't slept well last night and her face was a little pale, so she put on some lipstick to make herself Be more spirited, after all, she will go to the teacher's exhibition hall later, and she may meet a lot of people. I didn't dare to exaggerate, just a thin layer of bean paste color.

"Good-looking." Zhan Ming smiled and nodded again.

Cheng Ji'an was a little embarrassed at first, but after he praised it, he laughed again, but he didn't say much, just replied: "Okay, let's go, the teacher and the wife should be waiting."

They also have to pick up their teachers and mothers to go to the exhibition hall together.

Today is the first day of the art exhibition. The teacher and the wife must go to see it. Brother Da Pan, who originally held the art exhibition for the teacher, was going to send someone to pick it up. Well, she was also present at the time, so she proposed that she should accompany the second old man there. Later, when he went to work, I don't know where Zhanming heard that Feng Lao was going to hold an art exhibition, so he came to ask. After learning that it was inconvenient for them to go there, he volunteered to take up the responsibility of the driver.

Zhanming has a wide range of interests. He is responsible for many matters in the museum when he is working. He usually studies various masterpieces by famous artists. How can he miss a calligraphy and painting exhibition like Feng Lao?

When they arrived at Feng's hometown, the second old man had already packed up and waited.

When I drove to the showroom, there were already many people inside. The preparatory work for this exhibition was all handled by Senior Brother Da Pan, and the request given by Mr. Feng was only "don't be too public", not to enter important exhibition halls, not to invite all media, and he would not particularly attend. He knew that once it was hyped, a lot of people would flock to it, which was not what he wanted to see. In addition to doing some good deeds, his purpose for holding this exhibition is to show those who really like his paintings. Therefore, this exhibition is currently only spread in a small area, and the people who can come here are all people who really like his paintings.

These people included men and women, old and young. Old Feng walked past them, seemingly calm, but the brilliance in his eyes betrayed his excited heart.

Naturally, some people recognized him, but none of them made a loud noise. They just walked up to him in surprise and respectfully called out "Mr. Feng".

Feng Lao nodded in greeting, Cheng Ji'an was also very excited to follow him, and felt great satisfaction in his heart.

When she walked to a wall in the middle, she was stunned again. It was a prominent wall, half a zhang wide, separating the two exhibition halls of Chinese painting and oil painting. On the wall hung a huge oil painting, but it was the one she painted in Ji's house.

She knew the teacher would put it on display together, but she never thought it would be placed so prominently.

At this time, it was also marked with the name - "Sunflower Girl", author: Cheng Ji'an.

"Teacher..." Cheng Ji'an turned his head, unable to bear such a heavy burden.

Feng Lao smiled softly, "This position is just right."

Zhanming on the side was surprised, "Cheng An'an, did you paint this painting?"

Cheng Ji'an was moved, but at this moment he couldn't help laughing, "Well."

Zhan Ming blinked his eyes for a long time, and finally extended his thumb to compare, but couldn't say anything.

It was only after Mr. Feng and the others went forward again, they couldn't help but look back.

The girl in the painting is holding a sunflower. The sunflower is golden, bright and warm, but the girl's eyes are only sad.

In a cage, there is still hope.

...

There are more and more people in twos and threes. Although they have tried their best to keep a low profile, the news is still spreading like wildfire. Remembering that Feng Lao was already at a high level, Senior Brother Da Pan welcomed him to the rest room at the back, daring not to let him work hard. Some students from previous years also came one after another when they heard the news, and came to visit their former teachers after viewing the paintings.

The lounge suddenly became lively.

Zhan Ming had already gone out to look at the paintings. Cheng Ji'an was standing beside Mr. Feng to take care of him at any time. Later, when there were more people, he stood up. Seeing that he really didn't need his own help, he said hello and said hello. also went out.

She still has so many paintings to see.

There were already quite a few people outside the exhibition hall. Fortunately, the exhibition hall held by Senior Brother Da Pan was large, so he didn't feel crowded at all. followed the teacher all the way just now, and it was only a quick glance. At this time, didn't dare to delay any more, just turned into an ordinary spectator, and admired it as walked.

Displayed on the wall are hundreds of paintings by the teacher, all of which were painstakingly and meticulously crafted throughout his life. She walked, looked, looked, and figured it out, as if each picture could not be seen enough.

It's just that when she finished reading this wall and wanted to go to the other wall, she stopped. Out of the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of a person who seemed a little familiar, and seemed to be looking at her.

Looking back, sure enough.

Behind the crowd, a woman is looking at her. Wearing a tight black dress, long curly hair, tall and beautiful, she just looked at her with too complicated eyes, proud, and a little unwilling and a little resentful.

Cheng Ji'an has already turned her head, her face is calm, although she has already recognized who she is.

They had a relationship, and that day, in the Shangcheng club, she followed Ji Chongjun and never left.

She - is Qiao Weiwei.

The Qiao Weiwei who used to be with Ji Chongjun and is still with Ji Chongjun now.

The picture of her kissing him in the dark corridor came to mind again, along with the words You Shan told her on the phone that day.

She couldn't look at it and said, why don't you call An An out, she is bored at home anyway.

She opened her mouth and said that it was useless for her to come, it would only be more boring...

When she first heard it, she thought that things had changed, so she didn't care, but now that they meet on a narrow road, these memories are still evoked.

Just why is she here?

On the side, a man came over, he was in his fifties, dressed in style, but he looked like a nouveau riche, "Weiwei, go to see that painting with my uncle, I think it is for you Uncle Liu. It's better, that one is bigger, and it should be more expensive..."

His voice was a bit loud, and there were still two or three people around who were looking at the painting, all looking sideways, but the man didn't notice it, Qiao Weiwei lowered her head, but she had already walked over.

Cheng Ji'an glanced at them and understood that they were here to buy paintings. This time the teacher agreed to sell the painting and the proceeds will be used for charity.

She didn't want to evaluate their ability to appreciate, she was just glad that Qiao Weiwei walked away and stopped looking at her.

Although she still didn't understand why she looked at herself like that, she should have left with a proud attitude.

- If this is a war, she is the winner, and she has already lost.

But it's none of your business anyway.

Taking a deep breath and arranging everything, Cheng Ji'an looked at the painting on the wall again. Life is so short and she still has so much to do.

They shouldn't have anything to do with each other.

The world in the painting is still wonderful, and Cheng Ji'an is soon immersed in it again. Those paintings are all wealth to her, taking more and taking less, but it all depends on herself.

She was so focused that she completely forgot the crowds around her.

Until she noticed that someone stopped beside her.

Cheng Ji'an looked at Qiao Weiwei who came over at some unknown time, and a surprise flashed in his eyes. Although she looked up at the painting on the wall, she could see that it was because of her, and the distance between the two of them was only one foot.

Just why is she coming again?

"I didn't expect to meet you here." Cheng Ji'an was wondering, but Qiao Weiwei had already spoken. The voice was soft, no emotion could be heard.

Cheng Ji'an didn't answer, but looked back at the painting, but his body was a little tense.

Even if she wanted to settle down again, her status was special, and she had already made her an enemy.

"Actually, I really envy you," Qiao Weiwei said again, "You can easily get everything that others can't even think of..."

"..." Cheng Ji'an turned her head subconsciously, she didn't expect that she would tell her this.

Her face is beautiful, but her expression is sad, and her voice is a little sad. And the glamorous and compelling momentum on her has disappeared.

Qiao Weiwei turned her head.

Looking at the person in front of her, her eyes were full of envy and sorrow, and it was completely different from just now. She asked softly, "You should be very happy, you have so much..."

"..." Cheng Ji'an looked at her and still didn't answer.

She didn't know how to answer.

Face to face, there was some silence in the air. Qiao Weiwei smiled, and after a while, she turned and left gently without saying a word.

Cheng Ji'an turned around, but only saw her back was extremely lonely. Even though he straightened up, he just seemed to be maintaining his last self-esteem.

She didn't quite understand, it wasn't quite what she thought.

Qiao Weiwei should be a proud person. Even if she came over, she should mock her, ridicule her, and pose as a winner, instead of saying something like that to her.

She thought that she always knew that they had divorced, even if others didn't, she was the person by Ji Chongjun's side.

And what did she mean by that? Get everything easily, do you mean the divorce property you get? But why ask her if she is happy?

What does she mean by "everything"?

Cheng Ji'an was a little confused and looked at her again, but Qiao Weiwei had already walked out of the door...