The birch forest in winter is quiet and peaceful.

Song Zhiyu held the Polaroid in her hand and captured the scenery behind the snow everywhere. Luo Haoning sat in a wheelchair not far away and looked at her with a smile. He clearly said that he wanted two people to take a photo of the snow scene together, but she had a lot of fun alone.

"Brother Haoning, I'll show you something fun later!"

Song Zhiyu took out the things she was going to use today from the bag she was carrying, and turned around and smiled mysteriously at Luo Haoning.

"do what?"

Luo Haoning finally couldn't help asking questions, and Song Zhiyu just tilted her head and shrugged.

"You will know the secret in a while!"

Luo Haoning chuckled slightly, "It's secret." Anyway, Song Zhiyu will show him when he is done, so wait quietly."

"Don't peek! Turn it over!"

"well."

Luo Haoning, as if he was following a child, put away his doting eyes and turned around the wheelchair to look at her.

"Um?"

A question was made in his heart, and Luo Haoning blinked. He read it right now. There was indeed a figure flashing in front of him and disappeared. What's going on? Are they hallucinating?

When his eyes searched for the range that was touching in front of him again, Luo Haoning frowned slightly.

"It seems that I'm really hallucinating, strange..."

Murging in his heart, Song Zhiyu suddenly ran over and hugged him from behind Luo Haoning.

"Brother Haoning, look, it's done!"

Song Zhiyu took out the photos of the photo and showed them happily to Luo Haoning.

"Today, the sun is so bright, the sky is also beautiful, with azure blue with a few floating clouds, so the photos should be taken like this! Brother Haoning, do you think my creativity is good?"

Luo Haoning looked through Song Zhiyu's masterpiece. She held a paintbrush in her hand and gestured on a floating cloud, as if the brush was covered with colored paint, rendering and writing freely on the canvas.

In addition, there are similar artistic shots made with drink bottles, balloons and spherical joint dolls. Looking at these cute little photos, Luo Haoning couldn't help laughing.

"Zhiyu, you have really lost a lot if you don't work in the art industry, and there is a lack of an innovative designer in the industry."

Luo Haoning's praise made Song Zhiyu's eyebrows lit up.

"Brother Haoning is praising me? Can I really be a designer? Actually, I have thought about this question for a long time. I also think that my cells in this area are very strong. If I work in this industry, I will be more suitable with Brother Haoning, I..."

Song Zhiyu became more and more excited as she spoke. She spoke quickly for a moment and said everything, then she blushed and didn't know what to do.

"That... just listen casually, listen casually..."

Song Zhiyu's hands were tangled together. She was very surprised that she usually said whatever she wanted. Why was she so shy today? It seemed like there were eyes staring at her next to her, and she felt embarrassed no matter what she was doing.

A pair of eyes?

Song Zhiyu was stunned. She did feel a little bit of it just now.

"What's wrong? Is it because my hands are so frost-free?"

Luo Haoning took Song Zhiyu's hand with concern, took off her gloves, placed her hand in her palm and gently sniffed. The warm feeling made Song Zhiyu's heart tremble. She knew that this was the feeling of her heart floating in happiness.

"If your hands are frozen in such a low temperature, I will feel very distressed if you don't wear gloves to take photos."

The words that made people feel even more happy were spreading, and Song Zhiyu felt that she was about to fly.

"If Brother Hao Ning is taken care of like this, so what if I have my hands and feet frozen! Brother Hao Ning quickly put on gloves. Don't freeze you because of me. You are the artist's hand!"

Song Zhiyu took his hand back reluctantly, put gloves on Luo Haoning and put away the photo.

"It's so strange. I always feel like someone follows us."

Song Zhiyu said casually while packing her things, but what she said made Luo Haoning very concerned.

"You feel it too? Is it true?"

"ah?"

Song Zhiyu looked at Luo Haoning in surprise and asked what this meant? Could it be that someone really followed them?

When she thought to herself, Song Zhiyu felt nervous and immediately leaned towards Luo Haoning.

"Brother Haoning, you said... Could it be that there were bad people following us?"

"No, don't think about it."

Luo Haoning gently stroked Song Zhiyu's head and tried his best to soothe her mood.

If it were normal times, Song Zhiyu would have felt very happy and warm, but now she was different from the past. She was thinking quickly what she would do if that kind of thing was going to face?

He is a weak woman. No matter how strong a woman has a strong personality, she will feel frustrated when facing bad people. Although there is Luo Haoning around him, he is a wheelchair and his counterattack power is almost zero.

"What to do? What to do?"

He said the worry unconsciously, and Song Zhiyu looked around nervously.

"No one, let's go."

Without wanting to continue staying, Luo Haoning urged Song Zhiyu, which should be an illusion, and the two of them had the same illusion.

"Oh, let's go! It's better to go back soon."

Song Zhiyu carried the things she brought and pushed Luo Haoning's wheelchair to walk outside the birch forest.

The forest path that was usually covered with snow was now covered with snow. Walking back along the footprints when I came. When passing by a thick tree, Song Zhiyu was startled by a goose yellow figure!

"Who is it?!"

"Uh, it's... it's me..."

A timid voice came, and the figure slowly walked out from behind the big tree. It turned out to be a girl of the same age as Song Zhiyu.

"Who are you……"

Luo Haoning looked at the other party with hesitation in his eyes. He followed them to the Birch Forest, and he should be the one who knew them.

"My name is Shao Yatong, I am... Chu Mohan's...wife..."

The girl named Shao Yatong stammered and reported to her home. Her pretty little face turned red. I don’t know if it was because the sky was too cold or because of embarrassment.

"Chu Mohan's wife? Isn't that..."

Song Zhiyu was slightly stunned and couldn't help but look down at Luo Haoning. The smile on his face just now was covered, and his expression was a little confused.

But there is one thing that Song Zhiyu is quite clear, that is, the appearance of Shao Yatong evokes Luo Haoning's memory of Chu Mengyao, because the other party's husband Chu Mohan is Chu Mengyao's righteous brother.

...

Luo Haoning's house, two rows of white background and black framed paintings are neatly arranged in the long corridor, and faint white lights shine on it, and the loneliness and sorrow are revealed in it, making people feel sad.

Shao Yatong felt very depressed, so strong that she mistakenly thought that she was the same when she married into the Chu family. Thinking back on the past, Shao Yatong's hands couldn't help but tighten.

"Madam Chu, please come in."

Song Zhiyu's 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 thick blackout curtains block all the external light sources, and the vast studio seems to have echoes of footsteps.

"Mr. Luo, do you... always like this kind of depressing tone... style?"

Shao Yatong couldn't help asking questions, and was sorry for her reckless speech.

"Brother Haoning is such an awkward person. Mrs. Chu, please take care of him!"

Fortunately, Song Zhiyu was smoothing out the scene, which made people feel not so embarrassed. Shao Yatong smiled unnaturally, and her eyes fixedly stared at Luo Haoning who didn't speak much.

People who are dedicated to art seem to have a natural sense of elegance and melancholy revealed from their bones. Luo Haoning is the embodiment of being born for beauty and expressing and creating beauty, which reminds Shao Yatong of Nassisos in Greek mythology.

Although the beautiful boy who was self-pitying and Luo Haoning himself did not match her, the only thing she could think of was this mythological character. Moreover, Sinasus was also the one who touched Shao Yatong in Western art history and theory. After being exposed to her, she felt deeply.

Shao Yatong has also heard of Luo Haoning, a current well-known painter. He has since become an artist in a wheelchair due to a car accident a few years ago.

Such a synonym makes people feel sad. When Shao Yatong saw Luo Haoning himself, the sad feeling in her heart became even greater. What kind of man with a strong heart would suppress all his sadness in his heart, and just express himself calmly and calmly, so that people would not understand how painful he felt.

This really corresponds to the sentence: Most calm people have been hurt in the depths of their hearts.

Shao Yatong not only felt a sense of inexplicable pain for Luo Haoning, but also knew about Luo Haoning's story. Shao Yatong told her that it was not Chu Mohan, but another person who practiced art but worked in business - Liao Zheming, president of Liao Sheng Group.

"Mr. Luo, actually, I...I'm here to meet you, Mo Han... doesn't know."

Shao Yatong spoke awkwardly. Facing this familiar and strange man, she was really embarrassed to speak up because she had something to ask for.

"I have been to Haxian Island before and met Mr. Liao Zheming, president of Liao Sheng Group, and asked him for a painting of "Paradise Lost" that Mr. Liao once painted, but I... want more..."

Sweat in Shao Yatong's palms, and she was too entangled. She had never done this before, but for the person who hurt her the most and made her care the most, she has done it to the extreme now.

Before, when I was in Baihua Forest, I was embarrassed because of all kinds of entanglements and was regarded as a stalker. This skin was really thick. Shao Yatong felt that Hongxia seemed to be red from her cheeks to the bottom of her neck.

When he heard that Shao Yatong was here to seek "Paradise Lost", Luo Haoning immediately learned what was going on.

"I didn't expect that so many years have passed. Mo Han still can't see through that matter. It's really hard for you."

Luo Haoning's tone was gentle, not as serious as his expression, which made people feel nervous from the bottom of their hearts. Shao Yatong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in her heart.

However, what did Luo Haoning just said? It was really difficult for her to say that this was a big deal? Could it be...what does this man know?

Luo Haoning saw the doubt in Shao Yatong's eyes, and he finally showed a gentle smile again.

"Mo Han and I are old friends, and this relationship has to start with Mengyao. As for the matter between me and Mengyao, I think... Since Mrs. Chu will come to me on his own initiative, she should have heard of it, right?"
Chapter completed!