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Five years later.

When Qin Sheng received Jiang Xun's wedding invitation, it was one month after the email was sent.

Over the years, he has not contacted anyone else in the country, and Jiang Xun is the only one, but the frequency is also maintained at once every three years.

The last time I contacted him was when Jiang Xun asked him to buy milk powder... At that time, Jiang Xun had just become a father and felt that domestic milk powder was not safe, so he specially found him as an overseas purchasing agent (...).

This email was a small account that Qin Sheng had registered before, and all contact information was cut off at that time, Qin Sheng was afraid that Ruan's family would find out his whereabouts, so he temporarily used the small account to report Jiang Xun's safety.

By the way, "concern", Ruan Zhi's news...

In these years, he seldom logged in to his mailbox. After a long time, he almost forgot his password. It took him a long time to retrieve it. Finally, when he logged in, the first thing he saw was someone's wedding invitation.

The fairy-tale love between Ruan An and Jiang Xun finally ushered in the sweet ending it deserved.

To be honest, it's not easy, but it's also quite touching.

Qin Sheng thought for a long time, and finally bought a flight to England the day before the wedding.

He didn't want to disturb anyone, he just wanted to send gifts and blessings and left.

After all, there are too many people I don't want to see, especially that...

Fortunately, he wasn't there.

Unfortunately, Ruan Zhe has not had a good life these years.

"Go and see him." Before leaving, Ruan Ansai gave him a note, although it was not heavy, but in Qin Sheng's view, it weighed more than a thousand catties.

Qin Sheng didn't know what to say, but finally thanked him.

In the waiting hall of the airport, he opened the note.

There is a mobile phone number and an address in Beijing recorded on it.

Qin Sheng knew about Ruan Zhi's leaving home, but at that time he was determined to let Ruan Zhi go to live a normal life, so he didn't bother him anymore.

Ruan An didn't finish his sentence, he only said that Ruan Zhi's life was not good, but Qin Sheng was worried about the specifics.

Qin Sheng never imagined that an elite like Ruan Zhe should shine wherever he goes, even if he doesn't rely on his family, he won't be down and out...

Perhaps this is Ruan An's purpose.

Without explaining the words, Qin Sheng murmured in his heart, and in the end he had no choice but to go and see for himself.

So before he got on the plane, he bought the earliest flight to Beijing.

When he came back to his senses, he was already standing at the door of a studio.

Regret... I'm afraid it's too late.

Ruan Zhe opened a studio in Beijing, the place is very small, from the outside, it is no more than a dozen square meters.

I heard from Ruan Zhe many years ago that he had always wanted to learn art since he was a child, but his family didn't think it was useful, so they didn't let him learn it.

Unexpectedly, after leaving home, he still learned to draw.

Also opened this studio.

Qin Sheng's heart sank, he couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy, he struggled outside for a while, and then went in bravely.

The size of the studio is about the same as what you see from the outside, not too big.There is a staircase behind the cashier, and there seems to be a second floor, but I don't know if it is part of the studio.

Maybe it was because of Tuesday, there was no one in the studio, there were a few oil paintings hanging on the walls, and some white sculptures beside the French windows.A rectangular low table in the middle is filled with colorful watercolor pens, and next to it are five or six small cartoon stools, which seem to be prepared for children.

"Hello, what do you need?" The clerk saw him coming in, so he greeted him enthusiastically, "Do you want to buy paintings, or enroll your child in an art class?"

Qin Sheng saw that there was no one else in the store except her, so he boldly asked, "Excuse me... is Ruan Zhe there?"

"Oh, our boss has gone to teach the students to draw, so he is not in the store today." The clerk said.

Qin Sheng silently breathed a sigh of relief, but disappointment also followed.He just wanted to see Ruan Zhe from a distance, and had no intention of meeting him.

It's fine to be away, at least not embarrassing.

The clerk looked at him silently, thought for a while and asked, "Are you a friend of our boss?"

"No." Qin Sheng was afraid that the clerk would notice something, so he looked at the paintings on the wall and said, "A friend of mine bought his paintings and they said they were good. Did he draw it?"

Qin Sheng knew that most of the clerks in the studio made money with commissions, and they could get a few points if they sold a pair, so he tried his best to attract the paintings.

Sure enough, when the clerk heard that Qin Sheng wanted to buy paintings, he immediately raised his spirits and began to introduce them in a fancy way, "That's right, these paintings are all drawn by our boss himself. Let's see which one you like. We have an event in our store now. Buy one." Get one!"

"..." Buy one get one free for paintings?

Qin Sheng smiled, are Ruan Zhi's paintings so worthless?

He looked intently at those paintings, and after looking at each one, he realized... Well, it's really not worth much.

Ruan Zhe's paintings are quite ordinary, and it's okay to teach children, but it's still a bit unqualified to sell them.

However, Qin Sheng picked out two or three pieces, and asked the clerk while he was packing them happily, "Are you the only one in your shop? Are you usually busy?"

The clerk looked up at him, thinking that the money had been paid, so he sighed, "Actually, to tell you the truth, our store's business is pretty bad. We operate at a loss every month, and the boss can't make ends meet. It won't be long. It's closed down."

Qin Sheng was taken aback, "Business... not good?"

"Well, the studio originally had few customers, and few people bought paintings for a month. It was all maintained by the art class. The boss was very tired every day. He had to teach the children in the morning, and he had to stay up late at night to paint. After deducting the utility bills every month, there is not much money left.”

Qin Sheng clenched his fingers silently.

Just then, a bicycle parked outside the door.

The clerk looked up and said to Qin Sheng, "Our boss is here."

Qin Sheng froze in place immediately.

...Ruan Zhe is here.

He didn't dare to look back, put on his hat almost subconsciously, and then hurried out of the studio.

Out of the corner of my eye, someone was locking the bicycle, Qin Sheng just glanced at him hastily, and quickly blended into the crowd.

Ruan Zhi straightened up and looked at the place where Qin Sheng disappeared, and frowned silently. He walked in and looked at the wrapped paintings on the cash register, and asked the clerk, "Any customers?"

"That's right, I bought three pieces in one go, that's awesome!" The clerk happily showed off to him, then looked towards the door, but couldn't find Qin Sheng, "Huh? Where is he?"

"He..." Ruan Zhe recalled the person who walked out just now, and unconsciously rolled his throat, "...what does he look like?"

"Let me tell you, he's so handsome!" The clerk got excited as soon as he mentioned this, and described it with dancing, and finally concluded, "It's like that kind of novel hero, so handsome, anyway, it's very special... No, boss, Where are you going?!"

Before she could finish speaking, Ruan Zhe went out the door without looking back.

Qin Sheng.

Must be him!

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The alley is deep, at the corner.

Qin Sheng lit another cigarette for himself.

This is the last one.

After a whole pack of cigarettes, he finally suppressed the discomfort in his heart.

How did Ruan Zhi become like this?

In Qin Sheng's imagination, Ruan Zhi should be the kind of business elite who wears a suit and sits in a high-rise building, drinking a cup of coffee and listening to the secretary's today's itinerary.

Pick up and drop off in a luxury car every day, so you don't have to worry about food and drink.

But why... the current Ruan Zhe seems to be a completely different person.

Even with a quick glance, Qin Sheng knew that the person riding a bicycle and carrying a bunch of painting tools was Ruan Zhe.

He changed, became ordinary and ordinary, all the sharpness disappeared.

what happened?In the past few years... What has Ruan Zhe experienced?

Qin Sheng raised his head and let out a puff of smoke. He looked at the birds in the sky for a while, and then looked away.

Ruan Zhi bumped into Qin Sheng's field of vision without warning.

He froze for a moment, then his pupils dilated.

...Ruan Zhe...

Qin Sheng froze.

Ruan Zhe was wearing a pair of metal-rimmed round glasses, looking very bookish, quite different from the condescending man before.His hair was lying on his stomach, and he looked very tired.There is some paint on the neckline of the shirt, I don't know if it has been washed many times, it looks a bit old.

Maybe it was because of Ruan An's words, at first glance, Qin Sheng's mind was full of "Ruan Zhi's life is not good".

My heart ached unconsciously.

When he chose to let go, he didn't let Ruan Zhe live the life he is today.

"Qin Sheng?" Ruan Zhe looked at him in surprise, "So it's really you."

The boy's appearance remained the same as before, except that his hair was shorter and the tenderness on his face disappeared.

The most intuitive feeling for Ruan Zhe is that the child has grown up.

Qin Sheng was a little dazed, and didn't know what to say for a while. After a long time, he squeezed out two words from between his teeth, "Okay, what a coincidence."

"Why are you here?" Ruan Zhi asked him, "Do you live here or..."

"No, I, I'm here to do business, and I'm leaving tomorrow."

"Oh." With a smile on Ruan Zhi's face, he felt like meeting an old friend. He didn't put too much pressure on Qin Sheng, and automatically skipped the topic of "the past", and asked him, "I just heard that the people in the store It is said that someone bought three paintings, so you bought them, right?"

Qin Sheng nodded mechanically.

Looking at the other party's current state, he couldn't help wondering whether Ruan Zhi had let go.

It would be great if it was true, at least in terms of orientation...Qin Sheng didn't delay him.

Ruan Zhe pushed his glasses silently, and the lens was reflected. He said sincerely, "I wrapped the painting for you. Do you take it back by yourself, or should I send it back to you? Your address is..."

"No need," Qin Sheng paused, "I'll take it back myself."

Now that the other party has let go, why is he still struggling here.

His original intention of coming here was just to see if Ruan Zhe was doing well, and he didn't think about anything else.

It's just that Qin Sheng felt extremely sorry when he saw his current living conditions.

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Busy streets, bustling crowds.

Ruan Zhe walked in front, Qin Sheng followed behind, the two of them didn't speak all the way.

When they arrived at the studio, Ruan Zhi handed the packaged paintings to Qin Sheng, and said, "If you have a chance in the future, come and take care of my business, and I'll give you a [-]% discount."

"Okay." Qin Sheng smiled, not knowing what to say. He glanced at the store, thought for a while and asked, "What do you usually... teach children to paint? Is it also oil paint?"

"Start with sketching first, and paint when you are proficient." Ruan Zhi pointed to the stairs behind him, "The classroom is up there, do you want to visit?"

Qin Sheng nodded without thinking too much. He put down the painting, but he didn't see Ruan Zhi's cold eyes instantly. When he raised his head, the man returned to his previous spring breeze.

Qin Sheng followed Ruan Zhe up the stairs.

The stairs are made of wood, and there is some noise when stepping on them.

The second floor is as big as the first floor. There are two rows of drawing board shelves near the windows. There is a portrait sculpture on the table in the middle, and there is a fruit plate next to it. It should be a still life for practice.

There is a long table near the wall on the far right, which is filled with paints, and next to it is an oil painting covered by a cloth, only the lower half can be seen, and it is not clear what the painting is.

"Do you usually paint here?" Qin Sheng asked.

However, Ruan Zhi didn't return.

Qin Sheng heard a "click" sound from behind, as if it was some kind of locking sound, so he turned his head silently.

Ruan Zhi stood at the door, with his back facing him, took off his glasses and put them on the table beside him.

I don't know if it was Qin Sheng's illusion, but when he looked at Ruan Zhe's back at this moment, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

... high cold.

He took a silent step back and touched the edge of the table.

Watching Ruan Zhe turn around slowly.

The other party's eyes were cold without a trace of warmth.

Qin Sheng watched Ruan Zhe walking towards him.

A hateful kiss sealed his lips in an instant.

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