Pantera

Jiang Wanqin asked too straightforwardly.

Hua Wu thought for a while, and said tactfully, "I don't hate it."

"That's what I like."

"..."

"I'll call Mrs. Shen now."

Before Hua Wu could react, Jiang Wanqin had already rushed back to the bedroom excitedly.

She heard Jiang Wanqin's voice on the phone, and she obviously had a very pleasant chat with Mrs. Shen.

She returned to the room, lay down on the bed slowly, and after a while, Jiang Wanqin trotted over and said to her excitedly: "Shen Liangchuan is very satisfied with you."

"..."

"Have you exchanged contact information?"

"No."

"It's okay, I gave Madam Shen your number, and she also sent me Shen Liangchuan's number, come on, save his number on your phone."

Hua Wu was sleepy, she carefully turned over, her back was facing Jiang Wanqin.

"I asked you to save Shen Liangchuan's phone number, why are you so angry?"

She sighed, "I didn't lose my temper, I want to take a break."

"Save the number for you to rest, and I promise not to disturb you."

In the end, she still couldn't hold back Jiang Wanqin, so she obediently saved Shen Liangchuan's number in the phone's address book.

She took a nap in the afternoon. The air conditioner was not turned on in the room, but the window was open to let in natural wind.

She was sweating all over, and when she got up, the wound on her upper abdomen that had not been removed had a dull pain.

She lifted her clothes, looked down, the wound was soaked with sweat, afraid of infection, she hurried out to get the medicine box, and wiped some disinfectant iodine.

She couldn't take a bath, so she could only fetch a basin of warm water and wipe her body with a towel.

After dinner, she carried her bag and a coat, and was ready to go out.

Jiang Wanqin called her to stop, and said, "Remember to come back early, Mrs. Shen invited me to the beauty parlor for maintenance and massage tomorrow. I want to go to bed early, so I won't wait for you."

"do not wait for me."

Hua Wu went out and took the subway to the Mediterranean villa area.

She thought that Shi Youjing must be at home, but after ringing the doorbell for a long time, no one came to open it.

She could only sit on the doorstep and wait.

As the temperature turned cold at night, she was glad that she had brought a piece of clothing.

She put on her coat and waited until twelve o'clock at night, when Shi Youjing finally came back.

He had an engagement tonight, which was irrelevant and could be turned down completely, but he didn't push it.

Seeing Hua Wu sitting on the steps in front of the door through the car window, huddled in the cold, he drove the car into the garage, played with the car keys and walked towards her.

He didn't expect that she would really come, let alone that she would wait.

"How long have you been here?"

"Arrive at eight o'clock."

She waited for him for four full hours.

"come in."

Shi Youjing took out the key and opened the door, entered the room, put on his slippers, strode upstairs without a word of nonsense.

"follow me."

He said without looking back.

Hua Wu followed behind him and followed him into the study.

The cabinet where the paintings were kept was gone, but the painting that should have been locked in the cabinet was hanging on the wall.

It was drawn by herself, and the person in the painting was Shi Youjing.

The size of the painting is not large, it is a sketch head portrait.

When Shi Youjing moved in, except for Huawu's room, all the furniture and appliances in other rooms were replaced with new ones.

He discovered that the painting was of a clumsy mover who accidentally dropped the cabinet down the stairs while moving it.

The cabinet door was broken and the painting fell out of it.

Recognizing that it was his own portrait, he knew whose hand it was, hesitated for a long time, and still kept the painting.

Originally, the painting was not framed, and it was placed in a painting tube. He specially hired professionals to make an exquisite picture frame, framed his own portrait, and hung it on the wall.

"Hanging like this, don't you feel a bit like a portrait is a sight?"

Hua Wu couldn't help but say.

Although the picture frame is carved with exquisite patterns, it is black, and the sketch is black and white. Hanging it on the wall is like hanging a portrait.

At this time, Yujing didn't want to refute.

He was indeed dead in the past.

It was Hua Wu who made him reborn from Nirvana and had a new understanding of himself.

Five years ago, if Huawu hadn't abandoned him cruelly, maybe he was still working nine to five in an unknown small company.

"It's my way of remembering the past."

He slightly pursed his lips, sat down on the sofa facing Huawu, and then lit a cigarette.

"That's my painting."

"how to prove?"

Hua Wuqi smiled, "I drew that, you acted as a model for me, how can I prove it?"

"I've been a model for you?"

Shi Youjing took a puff of smoke, pretending to be stupid on purpose.

Hua Wu was very angry, "I came today just for this painting."

"After you move away from here, nothing here will no longer belong to you."

"Okay, then I'll go."

Hua Wu turned around and opened the door of the study, just as he took a step, a cold reminder from You Jing sounded behind him: "Don't forget that you still owe me favors."

She pulled her foot back and slammed the door with a 'bang'.

"Tell me, how can I pay back the favor I owe you?"

She turned around and met Shi Youjing's eyes.

The man was surrounded by a lingering blue-gray smoke, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled half-smile, "Miss Hua doesn't know what I want?"

"know."

While talking, she took off her jacket, threw it on the ground, and took off her jacket in front of Shi Youjing, revealing the stitched wound on her upper abdomen.

Shi Youjing stared at the injury, frowned slightly, "Put it on."

"Isn't this what you want?"

"I didn't say now."

"Then what do you want me to do?"

Shi Youjing took a puff of the cigarette, and slowly exhaled it from his mouth, "I can do whatever I like."

"Do you think it's interesting to toss a person who has just been discharged from the hospital?"

"The person who has just been discharged from the hospital can't wait to date the suitor. I think your health is fine."

"Then what are you waiting for? Come on!"

Hua Wu let out the cruel words, but Shi Youjing didn't move.

He leaned on the sofa, silently finished the cigarette in his hand, pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and looked up at her, "Are you masochistic?"

"Just treat it as if I have it."

"Can I take a shower?"

"I can't wash it."

"I don't think it's dirty, take good care of yourself, wash yourself clean before coming here."

After the words fell, Shi Youjing got up, not in the mood to deal with Huawu anymore.

He walked to the door, before holding the doorknob, a pair of arms suddenly wrapped around his waist, hugging him tightly.

He froze and froze in place.

"Do you still like me?"

Hua Wu asked this sentence expressionlessly, but her heart was dripping with blood.

Ever since she proposed to break up and left Shi Youjing's world, she never thought of appearing in front of him again.

She didn't want to delay him, she just wanted him to be well, but he was the one Ning Yuan liked.

She won't let that woman get her way.

After a while, Shiyou Jingdu didn't answer her question, so she had to ask again, "Do you still have me in your heart?"

"No."

The man's voice was extremely indifferent, and he did not forget to push her hand wrapped around his waist away.