divorce?Think beautifully!

Because Fang Yan was not out of danger and no one else was allowed to visit him, Chu Heng stayed with him in the hospital for a long time before leaving.

He went back to the house where Fang Yan lived these days.

They sleep here every night, lying with their necks crossed, and their dreams are sweet.

No, maybe he is the only one with sweet dreams.

The doctor's words still echoed in his ears.

"The patient should have frequent heart palpitations. The condition has worsened recently and will be accompanied by symptoms of angina pectoris. It is usually more severe at night, and the family members are too careless. They should be sent here in advance."

Chu Heng held his head, annoyed why he slept so hard at night that he didn't even notice what kind of illness the person next to him...was enduring.

"I don't blame you," Wu Sheng leaned over, sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him softly: "Xiao Heng, it's okay, don't take everything on you, Fang Yan's own As for the body, he should be clear about it, since he has endured it for so long and didn't say anything, the reason must not be on you."

Chu Heng lowered his eyes, his eye sockets were still red, his voice was hoarse, and he looked haggard, "But I... I always boast that I love him, that I can take care of him, and that I have done everything properly, to the point of perfection, but in reality Actually, the reality is far from what I imagined."

He thought he had done a good job, but in fact it was far from enough. All the calm surfaces were only under the careful management of that person.

Chu Heng walked slowly to the table, flipped through the neat drawing papers on one side, sat down, and looked at them one by one.

It's a photo.

And not just one.

From his young age, he was full of vigor, to his current mature and stable appearance, Chu Heng counted them, there are six in total.

And the way he fell asleep, ugly and naive, drooling, very funny.

They were all kept by this person.

As for copying——

This person has excellent living habits and is very tidy. Chu Heng rummaged around and found the paper that Fang Yan copied with ease.

A stack of three fingers thick.

Most of them are semi-finished products, and some paintings are broken with a few strokes, and the person discards them and starts again.

Chu Heng searched for a long time before he found a few intact small portraits. The brushstrokes were meticulous, but the technique was a little lacking, and he seemed a little rusty. I don't know how long that person practiced.

In the last few pictures, the lines are much smoother. According to what Princess Mary said, it is obvious...the drawing methods in the latter few pictures are quite different from the previous ones, and must have been taught by Princess Mary.

Chu Heng stared blankly, full of soreness.

"Actually, I can teach you too..."

He is not good at other things, but he is quite talented in painting, and because he lived outside since he was a child, he was with all things, lacking the restraint of his parents and elders, living freely and carefree, so the realm of painting There are also fewer rules and regulations in the world, and it is easier to keep climbing.

"Why does my man still need to learn from others?" Chu Heng sucked his red nose, pursed his mouth, a little unhappy, "I teach it."

Wu Sheng was amused, and patted his head, "Don't forget, I taught you too."

"Where is Princess Mary?" Chu Heng looked at the brushwork again, and found it a little familiar. Although it was a bit unfamiliar, he could vaguely see the shadow of Wu Sheng's unique skill, "No...you taught her too, right?"

Wu Sheng raised his eyebrows and asked back, "Why do you look so surprised? Can't I teach her? It's just that I have been her teacher for a while."

Chu Heng looked dumbfounded, his mouth opened into an "O" shape.

Wu Sheng is really full of peaches and plums!

"I'm going to sleep, you go!"

Chu Xiaoheng packed up a pile of drawing paper, hugged it in his arms, and rolled onto the bed, took out a tissue and wiped his face, and gave the order to evict the guest in a low voice, "I'm trapped to death..."

you do not say!I didn't sleep all night last night, but my nerves were tense before, and I didn't feel sleepy. Now that I saw these crude paintings, somehow, my mind gradually relaxed, and the sleepiness swept away.

He must be strong and calm. Now that he is in Aici, there is no one else around them, and Fang Yan is the only one, so he can't panic or mess up.

Wu Sheng shook his head amusedly: "Then you go to sleep! I'll go out first, I won't leave the palace, remember to call me if you have anything to do."

The two have been friends for many years, Chu Xiaoheng responded in a muffled voice, naturally he was not polite, he twisted and twisted, hugging the quilt and twisting into twists together.

It's really like two marijuana flowers.

Wu Sheng shook his head with a smile, his eyes were full of connivance, he covered the guy with a quilt before turning around and leaving, closing the door.

Chu Xiaoheng rolled around on the big bed with the stack of drawing papers in his arms, feeling sore and swollen in his heart, but inexplicably there was also traces of sweetness.

That man really cared about him so much!On the surface, he looks cool and indifferent, and looks like he doesn't care about anything, but in fact, he is secretly copying his photos secretly, and even painted him into such an ugly look, hum!

Chu Xiaoheng felt that he was full of anger.

When he has a chance in the future, he must teach that man how to draw!

There are many things planned in his heart, and he wants to experience them one by one with that person, to see all the scenery in the world, to travel to many places he has never been to, the more Chu Heng thinks about it, the less happy he is, and he gradually falls asleep.

There were still tears in the corners of his eyes.

That person is not around, no matter what he has to be strong, he has to stand up for that person, and he has to solve everything here so that that person has no worries.

After Chu Heng fell asleep, the room was silent.

This is the room specially chosen by Princess Mary for Fang Yan. It faces the sun and is very large. Half of the side is an improved floor-to-ceiling window. In addition to the large bedroom, there are also many small rooms connected to it. It is used as a small kitchen, bathroom, and reception room. It is fully equipped with internal organs and decorations. Simple and luxurious, with luxury everywhere, it looks like a small royal apartment in general.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound from the door lock, and a moment later, the door was gently opened, a pair of shiny leather shoes stepped on the carpet, and a vague figure came in.

On the big bed in the bedroom, Chu Heng was still sleeping unconsciously, not aware of the danger at all.

The person's footsteps were extremely light, and the room was covered with carpets, making no sound at all. He quickly entered the bedroom, walked to the bedside, and looked at the sleeping position of the young man stretched out, the expression in his eyes gradually turned cold. .

The sharp edge of the blade was exposed between the fingers, and it slowly approached Chu Heng, until the young man's neck barely stopped.

The visitor didn't know what he was thinking, and there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he exerted a little force, and the blade scratched the surface, and soon a little blood oozes out.