When I woke up the next morning, I went to the bathroom to wash up, and saw the words "Biluo Cruise" printed on the side of the dressing mirror. My curiosity was awakened again, and I decided to go find Hua Chen to ask.

I took my phone and walked to the third floor.

When I reached the third floor, a large romantic purple came into my eyes, which blurred my eyes. The wisps of fragrance brought by the sea breeze almost made me faint.

It turned out that the huge three-story space was filled with lavender and forget-me-nots. Roses and lilies were occasionally placed, and the whole room was filled with fragrance.

However, this is not the eye-catching thing. The most eye-catching thing is the frames of portraits on the wall. At first glance, I thought they were my portraits.

As if possessed, I walked forward involuntarily. When I reached the portrait, I looked up at it for a moment, and finally realized that this woman was not me, but my mother, Su Biluo.

The thin curved eyebrows are stained with sadness, the big black and white eyes are filled with a gentle smile, the little nose is straight and cute, and the cherry is small

Her lips are lightly pursed and have sharp angles, making people want to kiss her. Her black hair is tied behind her head in a bow with a white square scarf, making her look elegant and gentle.

However, walking further, another picture showed a different expression. Looking at the thin lips that were slightly pursed, it seemed that she was complaining about something, and her eyes were stained with anger, which made people want to coax her.

I walked forward again, and this picture showed another expression...

However, whether they are happy, angry, angry or sad, these about twenty portraits are all lifelike, with strands of hair clearly visible, three-dimensional and full.

Man, this painting skill is really extraordinary.

I couldn't help but become curious, who painted this?

I slowly walked forward and counted carefully, there were twenty-two paintings in total. Looking up at my mother's voice and smile, I couldn't help but fall into the memories of my childhood, and felt a little embarrassed.

In order to get rid of the sentimental mood, I quickly walked through the large cabin like a sea of ​​flowers, went out through the small arched door on the opposite side, and arrived at the stern deck. There, facing the warm sunshine, I finally saw Hua Chen

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Hua Chen was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, which couldn't be more simple. However, looking at his tall and straight back, in addition to being handsome, he actually had a bit of an artist's temperament.

There was a drawing board standing in front of him, holding a brush in his hand, and he was painting with concentration.

I couldn't believe it. Could it be that the twenty-two portraits of Su Biluo I just saw were all painted by Hua Chen? This mysterious middle-aged handsome man shocked me with his unfathomable charm.

I.

I slowly approached, stood behind him, and quietly peeked forward. This sight moved me, and I couldn't help but have tears welling up in my eyes.

The mother on the drawing paper is so weak and pitiful. Her thin cheeks, beautiful eyes filled with fear as if she was frightened, and her collarbones that are so thin that it makes people feel distressed. It is like memories reappearing, shattering my heart one by one.

Tears welled up in the corners of my eyes, and my heart was filled with sourness. I felt sad for my mother and for myself. I took another step forward and stared blankly at Hua Chen's side face, and suddenly realized that his mood was not much better than mine.

The handsome and resolute profile lines suddenly became so soft, and the expression was so sad. The bottom of his eyes was covered with red bloodshot eyes, and the broken crystal seemed to be flickering...

I couldn't bear to take a closer look. A big brother on the road could call upon the wind and rain, and fight with an iron fist. But he held a paintbrush in his rough hands, painting carefully and slowly, concentrating, and the inexplicable touch gradually spread. Once again, I felt that he and my mother were a perfect match.

One is a cold bad man, and the other is a gentle little woman. This pair of CP is very eye-catching.

Unfortunately……

Destiny always likes to play tricks on people.

However, I have an intuition that their separation must have been forced.

He was fully focused and immersed in this painting. Perhaps he just received the news of his mother's death and the circumstances before his death from me last night, so he must be particularly sad. He shook his head, his hands shaking slightly, but he still painted this painting with great skill.

The painting was slowly completed.

I stood beside him quietly, without disturbing him, and quietly watched his painting, also immersed in the mourning of my mother's death.

Two hours later, the painting was finally completed.

There were twenty-three paintings in total. Hua Chen turned around and saw me, and was slightly startled. It seemed that he had been too immersed in the painting before and was unaware of my existence.

However, he didn't say anything, just framed the painting, returned to the house, and hung it on the wall.

At this time, he turned his head and looked at me, with a touch of self-mockery on his cold lips: "Every May 2nd, your mother's birthday, I will stay on this cruise ship for about a week, and draw one picture every year.

It has been twenty-three years now. I have been painting for as long as she has been away from me. It’s funny, isn’t it? I can only miss her in this way. Because when we were together, she had to talk to her countless times.

I took pictures and took photos, but I refused in a very chauvinistic manner. I don’t like taking pictures. In our line of work, we have to be careful in everything, and taking pictures is taboo. So, when I left her, I actually found that I didn’t even take pictures.

I don’t even have any photos of her. I miss her so much that I can only draw it myself.”

It turned out to be the case, and I was filled with emotion.

Even as a daughter, because my mother passed away too early, I can’t remember her birthday, so I only make death sacrifices every year. I pay homage to both my father and my mother’s death sacrifices, or I sweep the tomb during Qingming Festival.

There was no longer any form of memorial. I never thought that he cared more about me than me.

"Biluo likes lavender and purple, so I planted lavender here. When Xiaoqiang's mother was still alive, I was afraid that she and Xiaoqiang would destroy the paintings, and because I helped Biluo buy a cruise ship and travel around the world together, I had done it for her.

This is the promise she made, so I customized this cruise ship specifically for her. This "Biluo" is not open for business or entertaining guests. It was just bought for her. In this way, every year on her birthday, I can

I stayed quietly on the cruise ship to celebrate her birthday with her."

I couldn't help but burst into tears. I know best how hard and humble my mother's life was before she died of illness. So, if she had any knowledge and knew that there was a man who cared about her so much, I don't know if she would be more relieved by it.

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"Today, the cruise ship will continue to sail forward. This time, it is better to have you here. I will let you represent your mother and fulfill her last wish of traveling around the world. Come on, come and have breakfast with me first."

After all, Hua Chen was Hua Chen. He was so sad and infatuated just now, but in the blink of an eye, he was able to decisively abandon his sad look and lead me to the front of the cruise ship in a free and easy manner. On the deck in front, there was a white table with a bed above it.

There is a checkered tablecloth with delicious pastries, coffee and fruits.

Hua Chen very gentlemanly pulled out the chair for me and asked me to sit down. Then he went around the table and sat across from me. He elegantly spread out the square towel and put it on the corner of the table. Then he politely invited me to eat: "No need.

Be polite, Yimo. Even if the result comes out, you are not my daughter, but also the daughter of my old friend. I will not harm you, so you don't have to be polite. Just be friends, okay? We have forgotten each other."

He joked about his age, his eyebrows slightly raised uninhibitedly, and that wind

His suave energy was revealed involuntarily.

I smiled slightly, noncommittal.

However, I was interested in the relationship between him and my mother, so while I was sitting and chatting with nothing to do after breakfast, I used WeChat to ask more questions.

Although Hua Chen is not a good person, I believe that because Hua Chen loves his mother so much, it would definitely be better for her to marry him than to marry that bastard father.

Beasts are happy. It’s a pity that they are in love in the end

It is difficult for people to get married.

After my persistent questioning, Hua Chen finally told me about his emotional entanglement with his mother.

It turns out that Hua Chen also had an unfortunate childhood. After his parents divorced when he was three years old, his father completely disappeared and ignored him. Therefore, he had no memory of his father at all.

His mother remarried with him when he was three years old. She was kind to him at first, but then she gave birth to a younger brother and sister, and she became indifferent to him, asking him to do housework and take care of his younger brother and sister, and often beat and scolded him. Because of this, Hua Hua

Chen learned to take violent revenge.

Once, he had a conflict with his stepfather, and the tall man actually beat his stepfather. He didn't know whether his stepfather was dead or not. Anyway, he hit his stepfather with a brick, which made his stepfather bleed and he fainted on the spot.

So, from that day on, he dropped out of school and fled to another country.

That year, he was only thirteen years old.

After going through a lot of hardships and setbacks, I later learned martial arts from a martial arts coach and also helped the martial arts gym to earn living expenses.

The coach liked him very much because he was a good young man in martial arts, and tried his best to teach him. However, how could a martial arts gym accommodate Hua Chen's ambition? Wait until he was twenty years old and fully fledged.

When he was satisfied, he ran away, joined a social gang, and began to fight his so-called "world" with his bare hands.

A few years later, Hua Chen became famous and his name was well known on the road.

Unfortunately, he met and fell in love with his mother before he became famous, which was doomed to tragedy.

Before he became famous, he was just a little gangster who yelled and killed every day, and he got lucky every day. He and several brothers were ordered to collect protection fees from small shopkeepers and vendors. At that time, a snack bar was opened to the public.

The eighteen-year-old mother was there to help.

Hua Chen, who was originally very vicious, suddenly fell in love with his mother. He immediately stopped asking for protection money and paid for it out of his own pocket. He also came to the store every three days to support her and would not leave for half a day.

But grandpa was not happy to do their business, because they had dragons and lions tattooed on their bodies, and they also carried bright long knives with them. Their arrogant behavior was like menacing spirits, which scared away many regular customers.

Hua Chen was young and vigorous at the time, and he only stared at his mother with his eyes, not caring about the faces of his future father-in-law and mother-in-law. Therefore, of course he could not please his elders.

However, so what if he could win favor? With Hua Chen, an unemployed gangster, how could grandpa marry his mother, who is already a college student?
Chapter completed!